Hoshor Plains No one needs to hear your words...

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The large femora wasted no time barreling towards Āzon like a charging ox — something that caught him completely off guard. A suprising starter move, not one he'd ever seen before, but an admittedly effective one nonetheless.

Before Āzon could even process her approaching angle, the wind was quickly knocked out of him when she bucked into the brute's chest. He winced painfully, stumbling back with his teeth gritted to bare the impacting pain that followed suit and huffed to catch his breath. He'd managed to keep his balance and wobble back into a fighting stance, but the muscles around his chest now felt sore whenever he exhaled.

Injuries could be stressed over later though — because now it was Āzon's turn to fire back with an attack of his own. It took a moment to size them up before the brute used his back legs to lunge towards her, lowering his head and aiming for her chest to return the favor. Tackles were not moves Āzon were accustomed to using at further distances, but he too was large wolf in his own sense. Perhaps he could you that to his advantage just as Orlaith did.