Duskfire Glacier bran

D: 5 / A: 9⁺²= 11

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— the wraith falters, skidding forward beneath the cataclysmic crushing of the warbringer's blow. blackfell does not show any signs of relenting, barreling with the brunt of his strength upon the man, pushing him down and back.
leaving him open to the teeth that lance upon his foreleg. and he can only laugh in response. the stormfang is vicious, eager to prove himself and that bubbles some measure of respect beneath the onyx hide of the man.
but he will not let up. he will push, test, drive astier to his limit to see what lay beneath the cool, calmness he carried. snapping forwards with a vicious snout, seeking to clamp teeth upon his cheek and tug wildly—the intent not to break skin but to tear clumps of fur.
a demands that his foreleg be let loose as they both stumble on.