Take a look at the one you're with

She could practically feel the rage that rolled off him, the quivering of his muscles, the raw anger in his eyes. His pride and arrogance always got the better of him. He was worse then she was. He demanded obedience, which he never got. He had yet to break her, to make her beg for him to stop, she suspected that it was a possibility to happen one day, but not yet. His tail whipped behind him, lips curled back over his fangs, he was beyond words, all that would come now is his actions. Ruthless actions. She would remember this day, that was for sure. The only good thing that would come of it would be him fucking her and maybe even the red bitch if she hung around long enough. She didn't have to look to know that the woman had moved a safe distance away, keeping space between herself and Demyan, ready to flee if necessary. Cat didn't care if she stayed or left, all that held her attention was her brother, his threatening presence looming over her. Many would cower at his feet simply to escape punishment. Not her though, she never seemed to learn.

Not before I attend to you. It was her only warning. She watched at her brother reared up, his claws reaching out, aiming for her flawless face. A snarl ripped from her jaws. She mirrored his movements, rising up on powerful hind legs, her chin tucked to protect her throat as his claws struck her chest, ripping into her. A fire lit inside her. Ears pinned themselves tightly against her skull, tail flagged behind her, balancing her, eyes narrowed to slilts. Front paws came crashing back down on the earth, legs moving to widen her stance. She was still close enough to strike back. She threw her weight forward, jaws parted, ready to connect with the left side of his neck, just below his jaw. Should he move, she would swing her hips out again, keeping her hindquarters away from him, attempting to stay facing him. Should her attack be successful, her grip would tight on the tender flesh, paws would stay planted on the ground, while she tossed her head back and forth, tearing into him. Her intentions only to leave him a little remind of just who his sister was. It seemed to slip him mind that she was just as much a cold blooded killer as he was.