Ivory tusks

An audible gasp pulled from Bowen as the elephant kicked its thick leg, dislodging the small fae and sending her flying away into the dirt. Bowen stood, breathing hard. She took second to catch her breath, then rushed at the beast again. Once more her target was the sensitive flesh of the elbow. Not only was the skin thinner there, but the elephant wouldn't easily be able to reach her in that position.

"Speech"|| "Romanian"