Northstar Vale [m] I know you don't have any other plans

lmk if the stalling isnt ok / too powerplayish, and ill change it!

Lómion found purchase in her shoulder, thus forcing the hunter to use her teeth rather than tool. A barage of of blows forced him off. Ribbons of red ran down his freshly wounded face. Warm on burning skin.

Her defense was not something to disreguard, but it was frantic. If he could just keep his wits about him, Lómion thought, he could get the best of her once more.

With mouth agape, he began to circle her, testing her strength with a false charge before dipping away again. Waiting, watching, studying.

He would not be the doe at the end of the blade, but a buck. A beast with mighty antlers to strike this hunter down.

But he'd ran the clock. Reinforcements had come, and the man was struck from the side. A screech tore out of his throats as he was pulled away from his target and forced to snap at his attacker.