Wapun Meadow the nasty words of a hateful song

At the smaller males attempt to snap at his face or neck he smirks, thinking that surely he’d have him this time. The but to his shoulder causes him to stumble a step or two the opposite direction. Due to the shoulder bash from the coy, when he shoots a massive head down towards Merrick’s leg to snatch it out from underneath him, he fails miserably. It seems they’re both still dancing around each other. Two wolves skilled in the art of battle. The constant dodging and evading proves they’re both well enough to avoid the others attacks. He enjoys the game they play.

All he gives in reply to the raven wolf’s dodge is a breathy, “You’re fucking fast.” that bubbles past his lips with a teasing smile. 

Still, Donovan knows that when his attack misses there must be consequences. All he can do is physically brace himself for Merrick’s next attack whenever it comes.