Scat Cat

Seer didn’t miss giving her a couple more options for her to go after if she wanted to do the most damage. While she wasn’t in much real danger with the mountain of a wolf towering over her and her opponent she was safe. The serval on the other hand would likely not get a second chance. He picked the wrong pup to go after, and now his life was forfeit for that mistake. Her guardian’s encouraging words were background noise as she focused on getting her jaws around its neck. They’d been allowed to play with half dead prey animals, and this was her natural instincts. Venom’s tiny jaws wrapped easily around the stunned cat’s throat. Its senses seemed to come back to it all at once, and though he claws fiercely at the young wolf his life was swiftly whisked away as the brutal puppy ripped at its flesh with a violent shake. Blood filled the child’s mouth with satisfaction. This was the end of her opponent, she had won.

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