a laughing matter

A yelp of pain emitted from Lynvarr's own jaws as a hyena's fangs grazed his left hip as he scrambled to the side a bit too slow. It was difficult to fight while keeping track of multiple opponents. No sooner than he dodged the one hyena then another charged at him straight on. Lynvarr ducked as it tried to bite his face, catching it by the throat. He pushed forward sharply, tipping the hyena onto its back but he was again forced to let go of his hold as two more hyenas raced towards him. Still, he felt he'd done enough damage to the one to keep it from being too much of a threat. Now if he could just deal with these other nuisances. Eyeing a large, dark-colored hyena he leapt forward seizing it's left elbow and thrashing his head violently while trying to keep an eye out for the other one.