maybe...

Oleander had learned that as a lone wolf, it was far safer to flee than it was to fight. When there was no one else to help lick wounds or stand guard, it was often safer to run and try to shake off pursuers as much as possible, diving into the darkness or scrambling up a tree to try and attempt to find higher ground.

Azurities eyes widened as the Kit went flying from the brute force of Oleanders push. Leaping into action, he caught her and briefly checked her over to make sure she was ok before turning and snarling at the consumed Snowloon. The creature snapped its beak at Oleander, goop dripping off it.

(It's not much, but it's something, lol)

Kamala leaped into the air, quickly drawing her sword from its sheath. She was ready to take on this consumed Snowloon.

Valla snarled ferociously and watched as Midnight charged towards the beast. Thinking quickly, she darted to the left and in order to pin the Snowloon between the two wolves.

Midnight leapt onto the consumed Snowloon, carefully swinging his sword so it bit into the Snowloon's neck.