Duskfire Glacier united in blood, we fall together

the collision is met with a winded laugh. the air forced from her lungs in a single breath. he struck like a mountain; firm and true, but she would not bow nor bend. not so easily. ivory claws carve their shallow paths against cold earth as she struggles to keep her stance against his bulk, his strength. countering it with her own shove, their shoulders collide again. she narrowly misses the snap of his jaws at her scruff with a duck.

jaws part for just a moment, snapping once she finds a sturdy limb. wildling fang piercing crownore flesh with fury, his blood trickling onto her tongue. her hold is firm as she thrashes her head, aiming to render that limb useless for the rest of their spar, as she might not emerge victorious without the advantage. while that limb remains between her jaws, she crashes their shoulders once more, hoping to topple the crownore into submission.

it was unlikely. crownores hardly ever bent, hardly ever broke.