Redsand Canyon I'm Gonna Be A Rocket Man

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His punt to her muzzle worls well enough to distract her, and quickly she's definitely given a rough shaking before he jumps away, but - she is following just as fast, not even giving herself, let alone him, time to recover before she's on the Warhound again like lightning to a kite on a stormy day.
Nyra ducks like she's going for a shove, obvious enough that he hopefully lurches upward just a smidge - then winds her way to his jugular just as quickly, just below his lower jaw, where she forces all her might into lunging and forcing him upward, and backward, with his throat in her teeth to knock him off his feet again.