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Jamal barely registered the sickening crunch of bone snapping due to Pyroth's quick action, claws scrambling on the rough, bristled hide for purchase. He pulled his weight over the beast's back as he kicked off the ground, swinging his weight forcefully to the side where the broken limb was, and the movement drew a long line of zagged wounds from the beast's opposite shoulder, across it's back, and down it's flank thanks to Jamal's underdeveloped claws.

Luckily the weight was enough to at least trip the beast up, unable to flee as quickly as it ought to thanks to a bum hindleg. The boar started to stumble, head bucking downward to the earth, which threw Jamal forward much like a cowboy on a bucking bull might do. Unfortunately, as Jamal lost a firm grip and swung forward, the boar's sharp forehooves crashed down on his side and abdomen with a loud snap and rip of fabric. A strained yowl left his lips as he blindly slashed the air, finding the jowls of the boar soon tangled in his claws.

The tiger was outraged and wanted Jamal to sink his fangs into the animal's throat as it staggered about searching for earth to set its hooves upon, but he didn't have the right jaw configuration for such a thing. All he could do was tear at whatever he could reach as he tried to roll free. He was already becoming soaked in hot, sticky blood as he kept slashing and his own blood was seeping through where he'd been trampled. As much as Jamal might not believe it, he was not invincible.

Jamal kept slashing upwards, bits of flesh flying into the leaf litter, until Pyroth was able to get the animal to move enough to where he could skitter out from underneath. The tiger was in bloodlust now though and instead of sensibly backing off and letting someone with more experience take up where he left off, he whirled, claws again bared, and slammed one set into the animal's face and the other higher on the neck. He'd try to hold the animal while Pyroth cut the vital vessels in it's neck.

The pain continued to ebb at his abdomen and the cuts continued to bleed, though they did so sluggishly. Dark bruising was starting to set in around the slashes, but the fight-or-flight instincts kept his attention on the task at hand, not at the damage.

Alec wandered the thick jungle, away from the duplexes and any other builing he usually frequented. He had skipped out on the beach party, at the last minute allowing his anti-social and predictable knack at avoiding any and all social events kicking in to full gear. In all honesty he was growing a little tired of hanging out in the enterainment room, cafeteria and the like and was currently seeking relief by wandering through a part of the jungle he hadn't bothered to adventure to before.

"Fookin' trees." He muttered to himself, hands stuffed into the pockets of his shorts as he bitterly trudged through the wilderness with his face angled towards the ground. He didn't expect anyone to be around, and he wasn't exactly paying attention enough to notice.

Rex's slightly increased hearing picked up on the quiet rustles of Alec. He turned around, searching for the source as his tail flicked keenly behind him. Amidst the trees, his blue eyes caught sight of a white shirt, then a body. "Hello...?" He couldn't make out who is was through the dense underbrush, but there was deffinately someone there.

He pushed the trees and vines from his way, prowling remotely in the canopy's shade.

The iguana didn't seem to notice Rex until he began pushing through the underbrush. From such a high vantage point, you could see a lot... even if your vision was less then perfect. Looks like today would be an okay now that her two favorite guys were around.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself!" Amaya called from above, then grabbed the branch she was sitting on, grabbing a lower one with her long, finger-like toes before dropping down onto it. She continued this until the branches became scattered and far apart. She then leaned foreward, her long claws digging into the bark and letting her come down rather easily head first.

Alec gave a lopsided smile and waited for Amaya to crawl down from her vantage point before giving her a light shove, a weak comeback for the clever trick she'd pulled. "Ye ye."

He smirked and pivotted on his heels when he realized Rex was coming over, keeping his hands in his pockets. "Nuthin'." He shrugged blandly, not even having a viable reason for being there in the first place.

Rex placed the lizard girl down and smiled. "Just a walk, well what do you know! The same with me. There was the party on the beach last night, but I got tired pretty early and bailed to bed." He shifted his weight and crossed his arms, still enjoying the luxury of clean, new clothes.

"A party? ... Ohhhh, yeah. That was last night?" Amaya blinked, having had no idea when it was supposed to take place. "I missed it. Oh well." She shrugged, not seeming too upset about it. After all, she had no idea who that Fiona person was and a large crowd with the possibility of people she didn't know being there was never really something she set out to go to.

The teen looked at Alec. "Guess you didn't go either then?"

Then she noticed something different about him, though it took her a minute of glancing to finally put her finger on it. "You ask for new clothes?"