Redsand Canyon if you're shaking from head to toe

their teeth slid over her shoulder, and blood flashed over their tongue. they didn't have long to enjoy it. she got hold of their scruff – exposed now, with their teeth against her shoulder – and dragged them up into the air, cutting through the thick ruff of fur and into their skin. pain sparked over their neck, and they rose with her, keeping her from biting too deeply.

it gave her an opportunity. her paws came up against their shoulders. 

one of the flaws in rarely fighting these things fair was that they were out of practice, dealing with the advantage of raw strength donovan and nyra had head to head – something they needed to remedy. she pushed back against them, and they didn't have the strength themselves to win that contest.

renard's head snapped to the side; at the last second, their jaws came down over her forelimb. their teeth pulled over her skin as they were shoved backwards. it was messy; they still hit the ground hard, but with enough leverage to land on all fours. their stance wavered briefly against the fresh wounds in their neck as they adjusted to the pain, eyes glittering as they licked at their lips.