...and, if it's not really me? What then?

It didn't matter if the tines of her antlers did catch him. Pain ripping across his chest as she began to flail wildly. He ignored it as his legs grabbed her and pulled her closer to him. Holding on for dear life, Gil refused to let go. Burying his mouth and fangs into her neck, he could taste her blood as it filled his mouth. Not that he wanted to hurt Rivin, but whoever this Caedes was wasn't going to go out quietly either. If he could just hang on long enough for Rivin to fight that inner voice herself... maybe it would help.

As Rivin pushed at him, trying to topple him over, Gil refuses. Digging his rear paws into the sand, he pushes back. Though he is shorter and slimmer of frame, he is just as strong, if not stronger and more experienced. And he would yell, scream in her ear to not give up, but he wouldn't let go. Wouldn't give her a chance to be able to stab him with those antlers. No way, no how. Pushing once more with all of his might, he attempts to topple her over and wrestle her to the ground.