White Rabbit

He sprang into action in an instant, instincts kicking in and taking over as his jaws closed around the cat’s spine. The creature wheeled in his jaws and swiped at his nose issuing a startled yelp from the slate male  who released his grip on the cat. The cat landed neatly on all four paws and hissed, growling deep in its throat as it coiled into a small defensive ball, its hackles on edge and its eyes wide and nearly completely black.

Tyranis advanced on the cat, determined to get between it and his son his own hackles rising and a deep snarl settling over his features, the cat hissed and Tyranis dove in again, lifting a paw as he surged forward to bring it down on the cat’s head. Like a bear trap, the cat twisted and latched onto his paw, biting and sinking its hooked claws into his digits and lifting its back leg to kick its assailant away. Tyranis bit into the cat’s head hoping to crush its skull but the cat tore its claws away from his large paw and slashed at his gums and lips. Despite his best efforts to hold onto the cat, the stinging burn of oxygen hitting the now livid flesh forced him to toss the cat to the side, his tongue flagging over his gums to taste blood.

The cat coiled into a ball again and hissed, letting out a low keening growl as its black eyes watched the adult wolf. Tyranis moved to stand over his son and felt his heart burn with fury at the creature that threatened his child and dared to injure him. He snarled low then darted his golden eyes down at his son. “When I say 'now', rush forward and aim for its hip, I’ll take the front half. Try to break it’s spine.” He conveyed, deciding that the creature couldn’t be allowed to live, much less escape as long as it was a threat to his children.

“Ready?” And without waiting for a reply; “NOW!”

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