Redsand Canyon And all I want is to fill my soul

Her head jerks back, and he thinks he sees blood fly from her mouth.
Or perhaps it was just spots in his vision from the contact.
He had to give it do her, she had a pretty strong head.

He swerved to his left, eyes trying to follow her motion.
His teeth clacked by her face as she took his scruff and slammed him to the floor, knocking the wind from his lungs.
It seems she perhaps has more skill than him. Well, he does try to be passive for the most part.
But she was a warrior, and he decided that she'd won.
Worthy, even when injured.

He lay still, taking deep breaths between panting to cool down and to stop the crushing feeling on his chest.