Walking Tall

Everyone had gotten into position and were making quick work of this strange beast. From the corner of his eye, he could see it swinging its head around at them, but the wolves were too quick and low to the ground for it to reach, especially since it was trying so hard to stay on its feet. Its front legs kicked out one at a time trying to smack the wolves harassing it from the front, while its back legs struggled to get a proper kick on him and Mitros. The times it did manage a kick, he noticed the leg wasn't going as high as it probably could've. Likely a result of trying to fend off attackers from the front and back. When Mitros grabbed one hind leg, Ignis went in for the other. Jaws grabbed and gripped on, the crimson male wrapping his jaws on the oversized limb as best he could. With two large, furry shackles practically holding down its legs, the others were doing quick work in slowing it down and bleeding it out. The two smaller ones especially those that he had assigned to the center. Sure Corbie was smaller than the rest of them, but he was impressed at her tenacity and her athleticism in reaching the giraffe's underbelly.

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