Redsand Canyon Bow your head soldier, the heart keeps marching on

Block style or rolls?

Reyson lowered his body to the ground immediately, his eyes roving over the other male. A snarl ripped along his maw, and a deep growl resounded in his chest. He narrowed his eyes and shot forward. The wolf had seemed to favor his one side over his other, so he moved to aim at teh one he didn't, broad shoulder against weak spot, but he was unsure if it would hit. He didn't know this wolf's fighting style.

He snapped at a unguarded spot, though it wouldn't hurt if he connected.