Nothing Okun tried seemed to be working. She was fighting aggressively from the start, likely to end it before the poison could fatigue her. She seemed to just be better with polearms, and there was no way he could put enough distance between them to use his bow. When her staff struck his shoulder, not only did he wince in pain, but one of his feet slid through a mud puddle, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground. 

Since fighting with their weapons clearly wasn't working, Okun decided to try something different. As soon as he hit the ground, he tried reaching out to grab her ankles. If he could get her on the ground too, maybe he would do better in trying to grapple her...somehow. Her strength would not play in his advantage. 

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"Oh, so it is like being a animal at first. It sounds frustrating, but I guess you had your friends to help you. All of you seem like a happy family, like my village. You would probably like it in the village, and I would probably like it with your friends. We all seem to live the same way." Kaleeth commented. She was avoiding looking out over the canopy at all, and instead focusing on Janius' eyes. They were different from his normal eyes, as they were amber with slitted pupils like her own eyes, instead of the round Human pupils. They seemed fitting for a powerful predator. 

"Other than the people who hunt you, what is bad about being a werewolf? It seems like it makes you very strong. Any hunter would love to be able to do what you can do. I would." Kaleeth asked.