Three down, two to go, it seemed. Jigano looked up just in time to watch Oliver face plant, and snorted a gust of cool wind in gentle amusement at the brave little foxling. Don't give up! he called encouragingly. It did, at least leave him an open avenue of attack and he gathered himself atop the grisly carcass of his former foe - worthy opponent though that worm had been. He shifted his haunches like a falcon testing its perch, then pounced with wings spread to help him gain distance enough to try and strike Medium Worm 2 with gleefully murderous intent. If he caught it he'd try to sink gore-covered talons into another of the beasties, flexing and piercing with sharpened digits to find some vital spot within the delicious chicken-substitute as he rumbled encouragement to Loren as well.
Along its back - sever the nerve cord! he called in an effort to help the honey badger focus his attacks and finally put an end to his doughty opponent.
Along its back - sever the nerve cord! he called in an effort to help the honey badger focus his attacks and finally put an end to his doughty opponent.
