Takin' Da Talk

Throwing his weight atop the takin, it was a struggle to stop the beast from rising to it's hooves. Even old and weak, he could feel the muscles moving beneath its skin, that any one of them alone wouldn't have stood a chance in bringing it down. Letting his talons rake and dig in, Kaizen gritted his teeth, ears pinning against his skull in focus. His sister got a solid bite to the throat but was kicked off, sending a flicker of alarm through his system. He wasn't confident that he could end this, but if he didn't move now he knew they ran the risk of drawing this out even further.

So he scrambled forward, teeth snapping as he moved to widen the exposed wound on its neck, talons scrabbling to yank it out and tear it open like a human pulling open a packet of crisps. Messy, but effective. With blood loss like this, even if it managed to stumble away from then it would pass out quickly.