All hail the Glow Cloud

Crescendo was not going to lose to the smaller wolf. Although, perhaps he already had, just refused to acknowledge it. Blood was pouring from multiple wounds, his neck was on fire, and he was dizzy from blood loss.
Without a sound, he darted forward again, going for the paw. snapped shut, after a seconds hold he shook his head and took of, going as fast as his wounds would alow, which was painully slow.