[There's a shout, and then the heavy, scaly swish of a tail catches him across his legs, knocking him flat on his stomach in the dust. He recovers quick, though, rolling onto his side with spear in hand, one hand braced on the ground to shove him upright again.]
[He doesn't have time to do anything but react. Not to thank whoever called out, not to strain his memory trying to recall if he's seen her before. He just twists on the spot, jabs the spear out at the scales that are already beginning to fade into the rocky backdrop.]
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[There's a shout, and then the heavy, scaly swish of a tail catches him across his legs, knocking him flat on his stomach in the dust. He recovers quick, though, rolling onto his side with spear in hand, one hand braced on the ground to shove him upright again.]
[He doesn't have time to do anything but react. Not to thank whoever called out, not to strain his memory trying to recall if he's seen her before. He just twists on the spot, jabs the spear out at the scales that are already beginning to fade into the rocky backdrop.]