Things That Go Bump in the Night
He had taken a walk beyond pack lands. And he was still a good football field away when he suddenly heard Frostbite's urgent call. He paused for a moment, head rising to stare in the direction of the pack lands for a moment, and then he picked up the faint sound of pained cries mixed with that of a mountain lion. His hackles stood on end as he bared his teeth, the large male wasting no time as he broke into a run. Legs carried him quickly across the terrain as he charged towards Lirim. And when he neared, he saw Frostbite and Priscilla facing off against a hostile cougar. From where he was, he could see the trickle of blood on Frostbite and heard Priscilla. Without warning, Zell charged straight towards the mountain lion's behind and slammed his entire body into it.
With a thunderous growl, his jaws gaped open as he aimed to dig his fangs into the base of the mountain lion's tail. The feline yowled with pain as it whirled around, causing him to lose his grip while its claws swung towards him. It managed to catch the tip of his ear and tear it, but he ignored the pain as he quickly recomposed himself. Again, his jaws flew wide open and he twisted his head towards the big cats shoulder where he dug his fangs in for an iron grip. With all his might, he shook his head as viciously as he could as he attempted to cause as much pain as possible and tear the musles.
As old as he was, he still had plenty of fight left in him. He wasn't afraid. He had nothing to lose if the mountain lion ended up besting him, but with all the rage and fury he held inside, he doubted this beast would be able to get the upper hand. He didn't care if the others helped him. Adrenaline pumped through him as he and the big cat fought. He was dimly aware of its claws against his skin, but he didn't care. He finally had an outlet for everything he'd been holding in, and he wasn't about to let it go without a fight. |
