Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

fight post 2/

One by one they attacked, wearing down the lion's defences as it thrashed and struggled to hold it's attackers at bay. Had the lion been given ample time to think about the smartest course of action it would have likely just cut it loses and fled,  Hattori wouldn't have chased it and he assumed the same could be said for the others. But the lion wasn't given any time at all, they hounded it from all angles, biting and chomping away at it's extremities the moment it's back was turned. The lion twisted this way and that, reacting to defend itself each time an attack landed, making it obvious to Hattori's trained eye that if it didn't change it's tactics soon it didn't stand much of a chance.  Not that he was really complaining.

Dipping his head down, Hattori charged whilst the lion's back was turned and gouged it's sides with his sets of horns. Snapping his neck down he ripped down, feeling the tips of his horns connect with ribs and danced back out of the way to dodge yet another aimless swipe. Blood rolled down his horns, pooling on the crown of his head as he paced to the side and watched the other's take advantage of the opening he'd given them. As blood loss and panic set in it's attacks were even more sloppy, careless. It roared so loud and fierce that Hattori felt the rumble of it in his chest, the ground seemingly vibrating beneath his paws.