In the open field, Cadaver stood firm, his gaze fixed on the charging rhinoceros with unyielding determination. The ground shook beneath him as the powerful beast thundered towards him. Instead of running away, Cadaver braced himself for what was to come, his muscles coiled and ready to face the challenge head-on. As the rhino closed in, its horn glinting in the sunlight, Cadaver sprang into action. With a swift sidestep, he evaded the first attack and narrowly missed the deadly horn. In one fluid motion, he turned and lunged forward, aiming for the rhino's exposed flank. Caught off guard by Cadaver's agility, the rhino let out a roar of surprise and anger. It tried to turn and face him, but Cadaver was too quick. He danced around the massive creature, delivering precise strikes to its vulnerable sides.

"Cadaver Nightwing"

Barghest surged into the fray with a primal snarl, her mottled fur bristling with ferocity. Aqua eyes ablaze, she joined Cadaver, her agile form a blur of motion. With all the calculated grace she could muster, she circled the rhinoceros, her every move predatory and instinctual. Hadn’t she been in this exact position before? To say the least, she was oh so willing to throw herself into the fray with literal strangers once again. That was the fun of being young and fearless, wasn’t it?

As Cadaver engaged the beast head-on, Barghest was darting in with lightning speed, delivering a precise strike to its exposed flank. Tough skin!

""

Hey, Nimue knew that guy. He sorta looked like Chimera, all monochromatic and puffing his chest out in a field, looking for something to do. And oh, did he find it. A rhino was in the area, standing its ground against the young wolf before charging straight at Cadaver. The male was crazy enough to hold his ground, unyielding and preparing himself for an onslaught. Dumb.

Emerging from the underbrush, Nimue is almost stepped on by Cadaver as he lunges out of the rhino’s way. “Watch it!” She growls, coiling her strength into her hind legs before springing up at the rhino. Estie was there too, attacking the beasts flank so Nimue shot at its side, grabbing onto the joint where its armpit was.

"Nimue Vasanti"

The prairie rolled on each side, as far as the eye could see. Iscariot isn't deterred by the expanse, instead embracing it. Wide open spaces, surrounding her and drawing her in, bringing a good vantage point for the rest of the world. For the dangers that lurked in this place, as numerous as they were. It's trial by fire out here, but Iscariot is more than happy to embrace it. Rhino smell is... not good, though perhaps no worse than most of the fuckers that have tried to fight her back, out here. The beast's eyes already set on the boy, but he's doing a good enough job not getting caught up by it. Taking stock of the scene, Riot is quick to dive for the beast's heels. Hamstring it, cripple it in time, even if the girl is having a hell of a time biting through its armor-tough hide.

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Cadaver didn’t need to turn to know that he was no longer alone in his fight. The scent of those same three girls punched through the air, their rasping breaths a symphony to his ears. He gave a low growl of acknowledgment, not breaking his rhythm as he dodged another swing of the rhino’s horn.

With the others attacking the beast’s flank and hind legs, Cadaver saw his opening. Using his dire-sized frame, he lunged at the rhino’s head with full force. His jaws snapped shut on its ear, yanking it hard and eliciting a roar from the beast that echoed across the open field. The taste of warm, salty blood seeped into his mouth but he held on, using his weight to throw the rhino off balance.

"Cadaver Nightwing"

Shaking her head, Nimue sinks her teeth deeper into the Rhino’s joint, her front legs raising to place her paws on its side. She uses it for leverage, digging her hind paws into the dirt, not wanting to be dragged by the flailing beast. But damn, it’s strong. If it wasn’t for Cadaver attacking it head on, it might have spun around and shook her loose. But now it’s attention was on Cadaver, which meant Nimue could keep shaking her head and worsening the wound. She had to get through its thick hide first, which she finally did with some time. Now she could feel the sinew of muscles tearing between her teeth, which brought out a satisfied growl.

"Nimue Vasanti"

Estie is quick on the uptake, catching a flash of movement – and instantly she knows it is Nimue at the Rhino’s side. Coincidence be damned, she was beginning to think they were more similar than she had initially thought. Barghest is snarling, using talons to slice ragged lines down the rhino’s rump, her teeth cutting down to the bone of its tail and she keeps a hold on it – all in the name of doing as much damage as she can.

It takes a sudden surge of the rhino forward to dislodge her, but she comes away with a reward as she dances back to regain her balance. The rhino’s tail dangling from her grinning jaws.

""

A snarl builds in her throat, wrenching free as she lunges at the rhino over and over. Hackles up, shoulders pitched forward, every part of her keen. Finely tuned. Riot wasn't interested in getting crushed, not today, thanks. Still intent on causing harm to the beast, she doesn't relent. The sound pouring from the rhino is unlike any she can place, unlike any she's familiar with. It echoes through the prairie, and she's nearly drunk on it. Doubling down in her assault as the beast begins to wobble on its feet, it's not her weight she's trying to use to an advantage, but the pain itself. Let it stumble, let it falter, force it to fall.

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Cadaver's grip, unrelenting, held firm as the rhino bucked and thrashed unpredictably beneath him. His senses were filled with the beast's fear. Its stench surrounded him, an acrid wave that stirred something instinctual within him. This was the thrill of a real hunt, his blood singing with adrenaline.

He launched himself forward again, hooking his claws into the hide of the rhino's neck. His jaws were still latched onto its ear, but now he added pressure - a warning squeeze that promised more pain to come if it continued to resist. He could feel his strength wavering, muscle fatigue creeping into his legs and his jaw aching from the constant pressure. But Cadaver, stubborn and tenacious, refused to back down.

"Cadaver Nightwing"

Barghest spits the tail on the ground, wondering if the beast has even noticed the missing appendage as it exhaustedly thrashed below the onslaught of all four wolves. She licks her lips, jumping back into the fray as she reclaims her attack position on it’s flank, seeking to use her weight to help bring it to it’s knees.

But she does not stop attacking. Teeth have opened up the hide around its hips and rump, her talons have flayed it down to the muscle and bone. She keeps at it, weighing it down, blood pouring down her chest and belly as she feels it’s limbs buckle below her.

""

Estie did something to piss the rhino off; she ran up behind it, jumped on it, and then the beast was screaming and trying to surge away from her. A sickening snap followed, and Nimue could only assume Estie ripped its damn tail off.

But with its surging, Nimue was put in a dangerous situation. Wasn’t this whole thing dangerous though? She was holding onto the rhino, and it was rushing forward, dragging her with it. Using her paws, she shoots off its side and tumbles into the underbrush, to avoid getting stomped on. Cadaver was chasing after it, lunging at its neck and grabbing its ear. Hmpf. Nimue sneers, watching the three keep attacking. Then she stands up and joins them again.

"Nimue Vasanti"

Nasty, leathery, tough beast. Hard for Riot to drive her teeth into, but it's less important here. If there's a world in which she's the muscle, then the fight is already doomed. With the larger creatures on the case, though, Iscariot is in far less danger. Danger. Fuck, that's probably relative here. Relatively... less danger. Wobbling on its feet and staggering, finally tipping to the dirt. Iscariot's teeth dig hard into the beast's flesh, gore coating her face and chest. Though it thrashed as it went down, kicking out, Iscariot is quick to dodge out of the way. Deft, careful, calculated. Gotta be, if she's going to survive out here. Panting, she stumbles back from the corpse.

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