Lets Explore! Wait what the hell?

A call from Bellatrix has Alexander spin on his paws. Gaze flicked to the bloodied knife that had grazed the beast’s shoulder. As the others got close and personal with the beast he tore toward the blade. He paused long enough to rip it from the ground and then barreled towards the beast. His heart pounded in his ears as he lunged for the side of its neck with the intent of using his momentum to slice through the prey animal. He prayed that they would be successful - if they didn't bring it down now there was the potential of it lashing out and hurting one of them.

(Sorry, crap post is crap. ><)

"Speech," 'Thought.'