Seize the bay!

The small wolf used her horns to her advantage, poking and prodding at Quill like some annoying little hedgehog. He continued to use his weight to crush her beneath him, seeking to wrap his other foreleg around her almost like an embrace in order to further keep her still and hopefully incapacitated.

Quill's gaze cut to the side as he heard the yelp from his mastiff. There was a literal monkey on its back and, though the dog shook his head to try and pull his ears free, he continued towards the fray as a good companion should. Rather than leaping upon the back of the horned lady, the dog skidded to a sudden halt, hind end coming up off of the ground like a bucking bronco, with the hopes of sending the macaque flying and crashing into its own master.

Quill Quilin Klein