what brings us together

Tyrian knew he'd been gambling with his life from the very beginning, but he couldn't be dissuaded to let the meal go without a fight. He just couldn't. It was his leg! That being said, as the mountain lion's paw began its descent he'd decided in that moment that he'd really messed up. There was no denying it at that point. Instinctively he'd flinched back and braced for the blow that would no doubt ribbon his face, but it never came. Instead there was a snarl from the cat and a thud as bodies collided. Tyrian opened his eyes to a very different scene than the one he'd closed them to.

Well he couldn't just let those two strangers defend him, could he? Just the thought of them defending him while he ran off and hid wounded his pride. No, he couldn't let that stand.

As the cat rolled Tyrian dove for one of its raised front paws. He sunk his teeth into its toes and yanked backwards, digging in his heels in the hopes of worsening the damage to the toes as the cat fell away from him. The resistance would hopefully be enough to skin the toes and perhaps even dislocate them if he managed to hold his ground until the cat was on the ground. It seemed fitting that he wound the foot that had just moments ago been aimed at him. If the two strangers didn't murder the cat there and then Tyrian hoped he gave the mountain lion a limp to remember him by.