As black smoke engulfs the sky RAID

A growl bubbled up from the boy's chest, and he pressed into the bite instead of away from it. Immediately, Halo let go. Her ears pinned to her skull (as best she could, the left remaining errant as pretty much always), eyes flashing wide. Oh no she'd hurt him. "Sorry, sorry," she apologized, her head tilting to the side. Trying to stay free of his teeth, but also feling the anxiety in her system starting to flare again. Had Halo really hurt the boy?

Right, the fight. A swift smack of his paw against the broad side of her delicate face brings Halo back down to earth, pulls her from the anxious thoughts that crash about in her head. He moves forward to crash against her once more, but Halo is already in motion again, already shifting backwards to gather power in her haunches. She'd feed off of the momentum generated by the boy's push against her, trying her best to catch herself. The tenderhearted healer wasn't used to using her body like this, but the exercise felt good. Momentum. Momentum would be good. From her gathered posture, Halo sprang forward, teeth glimmering and gnashing in the sunlight. She'd attempt to tag the boy with her teeth wherever possible (the front of the shoulder, the front of the knee, it's hard for her to reach much higher while remaining aerodynamic enough to keep running) as she moved towards him, and then hopefully back out of the fight once more. In her mind, she could hear the Warlord explaining harrying again and again, and Halo would do her best to focus on that tactic.

"Halo"