Kintla Flatlands it's chasing a jackal

The female didn't move as Summer collided with her, a fact that would have raised an alarm with a more experienced fighter. Though the moment between his attack and hers was fleeting, it was flavored with triumph in his mind as he felt her fur in his teeth.

Immediately, the strange woman deflated his victory with her counter attack. Her sudden movement took Summer by surprise, and so he flinched just before she landed her hit. His shoulder shifted forward, blocking her from the lethal hit to his jugular, but still causing him the sharp sear of pain as her teeth dug hard into his skin. He released whatever faulty hold that he'd had on her neck to try and yank himself away, kicking at her with his front legs in an effort to knock her off her balance. The only thing on his mind now was getting away, for he had very quickly come to realize that he was way out of his league here and that any thoughts he'd had of showing her to keep her distance from him had been foolish overconfidence.