Duskfire Glacier interference

faust meets the force head-on, bracing, but the impact still rocks through him. his paws scrape against the ice, seeking purchase as blackfell drives forward. the growl in his throat deepens, raw and guttural.
he does not give. does not falter.
with a sharp twist of his shoulders, he shifts, using the momentum to angle himself to the side, aiming to throw blackfell off his center. his teeth snap, seeking purchase at the thick fur of blackfell’s ruff, a challenge burned into every motion.