outside of bounds

The beast was slowing down now as more wolves joined the fray. Makara, unwilling to admit that perhaps she had been a teensy bit overwhelmed, hollered a war cry as she dug in her back toes for traction. This thing wasn't throwing her off, no way! HE WAS GOING DOWN! "AHHHHHH!" she shrieked, diving in for another good CHOMP. Her jaw closed on fat and gristle and she did her best to wrench and tear the flesh down. Could she please, please get to the freaking meat of this thing? It was taking forever. "Oh, watch out!" she yelped, blinking the blood and fat from her eyes as the little blue guy got walloped. Oops! Makara scrambled up towards the beasts head and clamped her jaw around the top of his skull. She twisted her head hard and felt the strange, goopy sensation of her tooth piercing the creatures eyeball. Mak made a triumphant sounding gurgle, sure that the creature was going down any minute now.