The Floodlands tip-toe, where beavers go

Everything happened in a blur, so much action punched together in just a few seconds. The more experienced Laroche warded off the first attack of the beaver, saving Epic on the process while bringing hem back on the defensive line. This was not the end, it was only the beginning. Heart pounding, adrenaline coursing through his body. Epic's eyes grew blurry, like a bull he only had eye for the BIG beaver as he charged on, trying to grasp the creature by its neck. It half-worked and half-didn't (diced 3 out of 5 on discord). Epic hit the big beaver on its flank as the beaver had already anticipated his movements. Teeth burried in flesh but the beaver quickly pulled back and scooted forward for another attack. Shit. The beaver attacked and Epic could only half-antipate as he felt his shoulder being slapped by the beaver tail. Ouch. He yelped shortly, but felt no pain sink in yet due to the adrenaline. Recollecting himself quickly, the young male dove forward, teeth-baring and this time going (hopefully) for a beaver kill.

He couldn't see what Laroche was doing at the moment or pay much attention to the other two beavers. Would they fight or flight?