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He was about ready for an attack from the mountain cat, but before he knew it, the woman behind him raced past and straight at it. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment as he tried to register what was going on, simply watching as she flat out attacked the cat. Well, well, well...this woman had true guts. It was pleasing to see that he wasn't the only one with some balls around here. And he briefly wondered if maybe this wasn't her first time fighting one of them off.

When the cat was left between them, he snapped back to the situation at hand. Eyes focused on the cat as it turned its attention first to her, and then to him, then back at her. Its ears were flattened against its head, jaws parted as it hissed and slunk closer to the ground. He could see and smell the blood that stained its neck now, but Ace wasn't convinced that it was ready to back off. He lowered his body to the ground, taking a single step forward in an attempt to intimidate the beast but that's all it needed for it to attack him again. It whirled around and lunged towards him, and while Ace had been ready, he was apparently not ready enough. It hooked his left forepaw just as he was trying to backpeddle out of reach, and it ended up dragging his forepaw forward while its head lunged forth.

Ace scowled and an involuntary yelp of pain escaped him as the cats fangs buried themselves in his forepaw. With the cat having an iron grip on him, there was no way he could just yank his foot away without tearing every muscle in it. So instead, he brought himself forward and threw his weight on top of it, forcing the beasts face into the snow while his paw painfully twisted with the motion. It hurt like hell. He grit his teeth and hoped that it had enough sense to release him and go away before he ultimately did decide to kill it instead.

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