Moonspear Handle me with care

Tail tucked and the whites of his eyes showing, Bronco scuttled away as fast as he could, scrambling through the wet undergrowth and bursting through a few raindrop-covered bushes, slicking his pelt even more with moisture as he bounded away from Osiris. There was a wide, feral grin on his face as he zig-zagged this way and that, but eventually made a slip-up and found himself falling directly in line with Osiris as he pounced- a mark of his packmate's hunting prowess. Bronco emitted a high-pitched yip in surprise as he was bowled over, and allowed himself to tuck and roll with the impact, sending out his feet once he felt the ground beneath his underside again, skidding the both of them to a halt. 

He was impressed with Osiris' swift moves, but wasn't about to let him have a win that easily. He growled a deep but playful note and scrambled to bound back at the male whose evergreen eyes shone with mirth, rearing and aiming to squish Osiris to the ground, a battle of one wolf's weight against the next.