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He had expected her side-step, and yet was still surprised all the same. His bulk pulled him forward as he sought to shoulder charge where she had been only a split second prior. He was now met with nothing to break his momentum, and the boy lurched forward, forepaws scrabbling through the waves to halt his imminent fall. Thankfully, he had reacted just in time to avoid getting a face full of briny water, but knew Ikkalrok's assault would be relentless and, in a real fight, he could not afford such foolish mistakes.

As if on cue, he felt a pressure at his thigh and a mighty weight begin to drag it downwards. He buckled with it, lower half sinking into the waters as he turned to see his assailant's own hind shift out of reach. Anuniaq made not move for it, however, instead letting himself be pulled down and aiming to fall onto his side in mock helplessness. He was a hunter, first and foremost, and knew wits would win where brute force would not.