Snowforest Taiga Breath of Terramorphous

Citali didn't stop and honestly, the dark wolf didn't blame her. This was their first chance at a warm meal in far too long. Clapping her paws together in front of her nose, Nochtli grasped the bothersome, painful, wretched spines that had lodged there and yanked, yelping as they slid free. "Ouchouchouch. Gods, that smarts." But she was up and moving again, cringing slightly as the brisk air of the land touched her newest wounds. 

Coming up on Citali's side, Nocta darted in to surprise the cornered creature, quickly swiping a paw at its unprotected face before leaping back to avoid the spines again. A quick glance at Citali and she gave a simple command. "Distract it." If Citali could keep the creature's attention, Nochtli could get in there and overturn it to get at its belly.