Biffo boys

In my wallaby world, there’s been a fair amount of girl-chasing going on lately, and as there always seems to be a lot of competition amongst the males for a female on heat, inevitably that leads to arguments.
These two males were in a group that was following a young female down the hill past my yard. For some reason — a muttered slight on the lady’s honour or the the rival’s virility? — they broke off the pursuit and began fighting.
Their necks look vulnerable in the position they assume, but it must be against the rules to go for the throat. The pair of them kept it up as they danced through the tussocks, turning and tumbling down the slope to the gully, out of my sight.

So I don’t know who won — the fight or the fair maid!