Forever in battle

Although his nails had embedded into the stranger's chest, Dovev was knocked back down onto his side, and felt teeth into his upper chest. Although the male's paws missed, the ivory wolf could feel skin tearing. He writhed, aiming to loose himself with the sporadic motion and spring back up onto his paws.

Blood was beginning to seep onto his ivory fur and the wolf let out a snarl, feeling the burns of the fang wounds. Dovev wondered if this idiot ate shit or something, because the bite marks could easily become infected. Riled, the Creek wolf sprung forward again, opting to come in from the side versus a direct confrontation. He was aiming to slam into Crescendo's shoulder and throw him off balance so that Dovev could grab his scruff and pin him down.