Gyrfalcon's Keep Like the whole world died

Like two great mountains toppling in toward a valley, they shoved against one another, pushing for some time shield against shield, as though stuck on the front lines of some battle that pressed them together. Solveig gritted her teeth and strained with her legs for purchase, and to keep herself from being slowly pushed backwards. The ground was dry, but perhaps a bit too dry- with her sharp claws extended, she felt the earth began to split beneath them, and she lost some grip with her hind feet. 

She swung her head toward his shoulder, and pressing the crown of her head against his neck for a bit of stability, she aimed to direct her force sideways, raising one forelimb to try and grab him by the shoulders, and shove him to the side.