"Well we can rrisk going or die from the horrde that is apprrroaching us. I will do my best to prrotect my team mates, but the shear numberrs arre beyond my ability to best. I think I can take at least half with me." A feral grin is seen on Oko's face and a steely glint is in his narrowed eyes as he assesses the approaching horde of orcs.
Shadow taking his cue's from his rider is battle ready ears forward. and each step he takes as Oko moves to a position that will place him between the orc's and the rest of the group is taken with deadly precision and determination.
