"Pff, come on, I'm making this up as I go," Flak huffed with a smirk, leaping up just in time to avoid being swatted by one of the beast's enormous paws. As soon as his paws hit the concrete, he immediately sprang off again, leaping onto the creature's lumpy, abnormally muscular back. "Okay, when it raises its head-" Flak's sentence was cut off by the beast's furious snarling as it reared up trying to shake him from its back. "-you go for the throat," he finished, clinging tight to it with his forepaws. As the creature's fore paws returned to the ground, Flak stammered up and crept forward a few steps, his legs splayed to keep his balance on its uneven back. Now aligned where he wanted to be, he shot his head forward and locked his jaws around on of the beast's tiny ears. Jerking his head up, he pulled its head back, leaving its upper throat vulnerable for attack. The creature's black blood began trickling down the side of its face as it roared, furiously trying to free itself from Flak's grip on its odd small ear.