Duskfire Glacier interference

faust lunged the moment his paws found purchase, muscles coiling as he surged upward. the cold bit at his exposed flank where blackfell’s teeth had grazed, but he ignored it—pain was a fleeting thing.
his jaws snapped toward @Blackfell’s nape, seeking hold, his weight thrown forward to drive him back. the ground beneath them was treacherous, slick with ice and churned snow, but faust pressed on, relentless, testing the strength of the man before him.