Blackbeak Bluff Casser une Jambe

Time for rolling :D

They had been noticed, his lashing tail pausing only momentarily. "Aim for the legs. You're quicker than a few old bite tâters." He insisted, little hesitation in his insulting words towards the pair.

Trained and more than ready for a fight, Chaudry bared his pearly whites and shot out from the cover of the trees. His aim for the black and white male clear he went for a bite to the shoulder of the other, only grazing before distancing himself.

He knew better than to use his energy immediately. If he were to get what they wanted, it would have to be saved until the end.

Attack roll: 2