what brings us together

Odysseus didn't see the small, raccoon- looking wolf until it was too late. By the time he saw Balsam he was already chest to hip with the mountain lion and there was no going back. He had just enough to register the dwarf's wide green eyes when he disappeared under the tawny cat. Unfortunately for the little wolf, freeing him from the downed mountain lion wasn't Odysseus' highest priority. No, he knew how quickly felines could whip around and right themselves. If he didn't give the mountain lion his full attention he could very well find himself slashed to ribbons before he knew it. The little wolf would have to free himself. No doubt the cat would be on his paws any moment and given that Odysseus was a much larger threat he was confident that it would give him the bulk of his attention. If the dwarf was smart he would seize the first opportunity to put some distance between himself and the mountain lion.

He sidestepped clumsily, trying to avoid stepping on both the mountain lion and the wolf trapped beneath it, and then spun back quickly to sink his teeth into the mountain lion's flailing back leg. Against the odds Odysseus managed to grab it from the air. He wasted no time in giving it a yank - perhaps while dealing with the cat he could free the little wolf after all - and trying his best to drag the cat away from the other wolves. In an instant though he was forced to release the limb and backpedal as the cat folded over on itself and swung at him over its haunch. He felt the wind off his claws whistle by the end of his nose. No doubt he'd lost a whisker or two.

The titan bared his teeth at the mountain lion and dared it to try its luck against him.