Redtail Rise Chop your breakfast on a mirror

ancelin skidded to his side with an oof. but there was no harm in it. atreus was just a hard-hitter, he had come to accept. it meant their wrestling matches were twice as challenging. 
ancelin barked loudly as he scrambled to his feet. he rushed atreus again, lowering his head like a bull calf at the last moment, trying to knock their skulls directly together.
he closed his eyes and grit his teeth, expecting impact.