Firefly Ravine the north remembers

Landed a hit again... with the same number. That looks super sketchy. .___.

Atshen held on to the best of his ability, prizing the flesh that lingered within the grasp of his fangs. But, eventually, pain flared from a blow that Xan delivered to his muzzle. Stumbling back a step, Atshen blinked heavily in an attempt to get a hold of his standing. Within less of a beat of blinking and stabilization, the brute of a man lifted his paw and swung at Xan, hoping to strike the other's cheek.