"I Christen you Titanic, underestimate -" Dawn had run up a slope, Dusk along her side. He had a Kremling holding on his back. This didn't stop the heavy buck, as muscle weighs more than fat - and he was mostly muscle. Dusk rolled on his back, making it loosen it's hold.
"-and swim!" Dusk finished feircely, jerking forward then flinging into a rear, jerking the kremling off the rocky cliff into the water. If he didn't drown, he'd definately have a bad whiplash.