Redsand Canyon Bow your head soldier, the heart keeps marching on

Reyson saw what was happening too late and took the heavy landing. But he fought to curl his lower legs under, to keep from being completely prone. If worse came to worse he would claw and snap at what he could reach. 

However, that was not a move he wished to employ. That was a desperate man ploy. And Desperate wolves, became dead wolves. This was sparring, it was not flowery or kind, but they were also not trying to kill each other, get the lay of the land and each other.