far too young to die

He didn't respond to his sister's hey, it was a spar, no time to talk and explain what you were doing. All Hercules paid attention to was whether his attacks were successful and after that, what his sister would try doing and how he would be able to retaliate towards them. Headbutt made contact, only enough force  to give him a small pain that would easily leave within an hour, no bruising. Bite to his sister's left shoulder made contact, his little fangs grabbing hold of the skin, careful not to break it and get in trouble after his mother and alpha told them not to. He tried to keep his hold on her while trying to pull her to the ground, but it seemed she wasn't going to, her body remaining up.

The boy spread his legs and re-angled himself to proper standing position, evenly spread and tail out behind him, ears pinning back against his head. Not wanting to let go of his hold, Hercules felt her return the bite, aiming and being successful in grabbing his left shoulder. She knew they weren't suppose to hurt each other, and that bite hurt! So with a silent growl the boy would shift his body, back paws quickly side stepping to his right despite the small pain in his left shoulder with the move. Right foreleg lifted from the ground and tried hooking over the top shoulder hump on her back, left foreleg remaining firmly planted on the ground while his head rotated left so allow him room to do his move while still holding her left shoulder.

It annoyed him how she thought she could do whatever she wanted simply because she was special for her invisible "friend." He wasn't going to deal with it. So If successful in hooking his right foreleg over her shoulder hump, he tightened his grip on her left shoulder, jaws tightening and twisting left while he used his weight and tried forcing it over her, again trying to knock her down but pulling her towards him. Right back leg moved forward and right then kicked, trying to knock it out from under her, keeping his other two firmly planted.