Coils and Whiskers

This guy just didn't give in. Even with a serious beating to his side that sent him reeling; he was back and running towards him with a renewed vigor. The man was taken aback, but took the hit head on when his hoofs crashed into the right side of his neck and shoulder. A grunt escaped his lips, and his hooves skidded back slightly due to the force. It fucking hurt and Ricochet was pissed; but he wouldn't let their quarrel end there. Eyes aflame with rage, bands on his ankles shining brightly against the starkness of the storm. As the rain began to heavily pour and wash away his blood, his breathing became more apparent and ragged. Gritting his teeth he stood still for a moment, trying to collect himself as his energy continued to drain away. There wasn't much time left before he collapsed; and he needed to quickly think of a plan. Mustering up the last of his strength Ricochet launched forward; taking advantage of Ruwin's close proximity and aiming his teeth for the man's throat. DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GRIND YOU DOWN

Ricochet - Is hit by Ruwin's hooves on his neck and upper shoulder; and using the last of his energy he attempts to bite at Ruwin's throat.

@Ruwin