With her nod of confirmation, Coran dove whole-heartedly into his role. He snapped viciously at the oxen's hind legs. More wolves came, a larger male and a smaller one joining the fray. At one point Coran's fangs snagged the left hock. The beast slowed to try and kick back, hindering its escape and allowing the wolves to surround it as the small female started in on the ox's face. It bellowed and thrashed its horned head. Coran shifted his angle, attacking the inside of the ox's left leg with as much force as he could muster. His fangs ripped through flesh, his chest slamming into the inside of the hind leg and forcing it outward. The sudden shift in its footing caused the ox to tip to its side, its left rear end slamming into the dirt. Siwftly it kicked out, trying to get back up and Coran was forced to release his hold to save his skull.