Moonspear but i know about one thing i got to do

His ears stuck back tight against his head as she laughed at him but he didn't care. He was too focused on being his fiercest, and trying to avoid the worst of her returns. It was all a very delicate balance, yet so rough at the same time, that he had to master if he ever wanted to stand a chance here.

But not only that..his defense, and finesse, certainly needed work. Snickering loudly when she called him a little shit, he barked back loudly--quite happy to live up fully to a nickname like that: "NoPE! Gotta stop me first," he sprang away with a big ugly grin on, and just to sass, threw in a few exaggerated bucks in the process and when he was done kicking up his heels he tried to earnestly dart out of range again.