Battle progression

It begins something like this:

Me: Rams, what do you have?

Rams: Hides his face and begins to bolt away.... 'nothing, Mom.....'

Me: Oh but you do! "Drop it!"

Rams: "No, I refuse to let you tell me what to do"

Me: 'You're going nowhere until you Drop it!'

Rams: Eyes turn to 'Devil eyes' (as seen above), he begins to focus his energy on ticking me off.

I'm the dominant one in the stage, if you can't tell, yes, yes I AM sitting on him. He's not phased, he's still focused.

In the end, I won! Sorta... the hair tie is ruined.

It's not about the hair tie. It's about the fact that I am the human and he is the dog who thinks he is the human. Facts need to be set straight around here!