I'm ready for one more battle scar

Sädir couldn’t help the soft, thrilled rumble as the pale stranger acquiesced to their participation, long fluffy tail lashing out behind him in a ready flick as the mountain lion and snow leopard, Lunira, sought to move around to Zosime’s flanks at a lope; Lunira to the large man’s right, and Sadir to his left like a pair of border collies around a flock of sheep, waiting for an opening to dart in.

Ardyn gave a quick grin in response, sharp eyes watching through narrowed slits as the male took the first move and charged forward head-on.

As Zosime drew in closer and his intentions grew clear, Ardyn sought to sidestep swiftly to his own right, only to rear onto his hind paws and pirouette sharply to his own left, evading the man’s attacks as he went, and aiming to bring himself and Zosime parallel with one another and facing the same direction. His tail flicked out behind him in a fiery banner, maintaining his balance as he moved.

From above, Lyr dropped abruptly, aiming to divebomb Zosime and rake both sets of claws into the male’s lower lumbar area in a swift blitz and fly-away attack; no serious injuries, even if he hit well, mild lacerations at worst, but the raven’s primary aim was distraction.

In harmony with Lyr’s attack, Ardyn sought to push off from his hind paws and drop his right shoulder, seeking to crash into Zosime’s left shoulder with the armor-clad point of his own right shoulder, just behind Zosime’s scapula, hoping to stun the muscle group there into a cramp or spasm as well as deal some decently moderate bruising.

Simultaneously, his jaws parted in a silent, open-mouthed snarl for a swift attempt at a raking slash over the upper left side of the paler man’s neck, aiming for the meaty area toward the base.

His forepaws rejoined his hind paws on the ground, weight mostly centered in his hind end, but seeking to ensure that he’d have a more balanced stance overall.