'Fucking cats!' Enya shouted internally as her shove missed the sabre. Her teeth didn't, however, and even as she fell, she clamped her jaws and held onto the sabre's haunch that she had managed to grab. She slammed against the rocks with a grunt, her body jarred by the force of the impact. Her vision blurred briefly as she continued to hold onto the sabre's hide and refocused once her chest managed to take wind into it once more.
When her vision had finally refocused, she saw the deep red of Ixora's fur mere inches away from her. Even in the middle of the fight, Enya couldn't help but feel pure joy at catching Ixora's scent again. Her gaze searched for Ixora's only to see the she-wolf's eyes glazed over, reflecting different colors. It was the gaze of a Seer. The sabre's thrashing picked up substantially as it, too, recovered from the fall down the ledge. It's legs had gone wild kicking at Ixora with no success. Enya shifted and twisted back to her feet and still with her grip secured, started to pull and tug at the sabre's flank. Perhaps if she were lucky, she could start the skinning process early. With every tug and pull, Enya's fangs secreted her deadly toxins. Each tightening of her grip as she pulled against his flesh was accompanied with another injection of venom aimed right for his nervous system. Unfortunately for Enya, she'd lined herself up perfectly for a gruesome bite. Her hind leg stepped just close enough to his jaws where he reached out and snapped his own shut, aiming for her ankle.
Enya: 6/8
Sabre: 3/10
Strength:
Success: Begins tearing the flesh of the saber's flank for -1HP
Failure: The fur/skin is too thick. Her grip isn't firm enough to tear through it.
Medicine:
Success: Venom is injected and begins shutting down the sabre's nervous system -1HP
Failure: The sabre's natural constitution resists the venom
Sabre Strength:
Success: Grabs Enya's leg and crunches the bones -1HP
Failure: Misses the bite and clamps on air