Together We Stand Tall

Mystic would feel the fangs puncture the skin underneath her throat, a loud yelp running through the entire forest. However, when she opened her eyes next, Felicien had come to aid the woman in trying to stop the cruel man from hurting her even more severely than when he already had. Ashamoro would growl in rage, feeling Felicien grab onto his scruff, attempting to shake the brute off from him. Mystic's eyes would widen when she would stand up, her one good eye focusing on the two men brawling. Flashbacks of when Ashamoro had attacked Annette ran through her mind, and she would close her eyes tightly, and, before she could even stop herself, her mind had already made up the answer to go in and fight.

The alabaster and ebony woman charged forward, snapping down onto Ashamoro's leg as blood oozed into the woman's mouth and around her maw. The lion would holler from the pain, running his back leg across her cheek, but despite the pain, Mystic continued to hold her grasp upon his leg before lunging forward to try and blind the cat. Ashamoro chuckled and snapped his maw around Mystic, throwing her upon the ground, causing her to slide and smack into the back of a tree. Though she was alive, she was in a lot of pain and dazed.