an elephant, really?

Kaizen froze, ears pinned against his skull- only to be shoved out of the way as the beast thudded past. The pair tumbled into the long grass, out of the elephant's sight, but it knew they were still there, somewhere. For a moment the yearling laid there dumbfounded, it wasn't as if he had been trying to get trampled he'd just- it had all happened so fast. Except the reality of the situation caught up real quick with him, as if everything was on forward rewind, and he found himself kicking at Lumine as she'd landed atop of him, smushing him down with her heft. Somewhere deep down he realised she wasn't actively attacking him, no snarls or growls slipped her lips, but they were a tangle of limbs with one wolf trying to move one way and the other twisting the other. And Kaizen wanted her off.

"Get off of me!" He hissed, with more venom than he thought he was possible. At the very least he had the mind to be quiet, the elephant was close, thrashing at the long grass as it searched for them both.

It wasn't as if he disliked Lumine, or rather, he knew deep down he had no reason to. But he just didn't like her, and once he'd made up his mind he didn't want to change, felt like it was something he didn't need to concede, that if he held his ground long enough he'd find a real reason for them not to get along.

Little did the pair realise, the reason the elephant was so aggressive was that it was a male in musth. Beyond reason and all hyped up on testosterone, it was intent to kill and trample, just because it could.