Tyrin watched the Remobra, waiting for his own opening to strike it down. The beast eventually took another chance to attack, but this time Tyrin was ready and he launched forward to meet the beast's attack with his own large blade.
"Not this time you ugly little beast," he stated bringing his weapon down upon the creature.

While Tyrin dealt with his Remobra, Tove's situation had evolved into an another matter entirely. Having missed his attack and landed on the Remobra's back he had proceeded his best to hold on tightly to the creature, shouting a curse here and there as he was thrown about on its back, doing his best to try and stab at the creature."Eck I'm going to be sick," the felyne muttered as he managed to pierce the creature a few times ",stupid beast, stupid boat."