Got time for your old man?

It wasn’t long before the terror was pulling into view at break-neck speed. Sirius braced himself, spreading out his paws, and snarling violently at her. There was laughter in his eyes, and the two knew each other well enough now for neither to be alarmed.

She tackled him, and he held his balance for a second, teetering on the edge, and then fell heavily onto his side. Her rush hadn’t been a gentle one, but if he had really tried, he could have kept steady. Instead, he softened the blow of her impact with his movement, scooping her up in his paws, and pulling her with him as he fell. He aimed to bring her around onto his stomach, so she could look down at him from that vantage. She was so big now, that he had to really work to lift her. She almost matched his height - almost, but didn’t. “Venom, my girl!” he said when the momentum of the two wolves ceased.