Anger Management?

Both predators sought to stare each other down, though Ace was bigger and heavier than the smaller beast. Still, he knew better than to underestimate the snow leopard. With his full attention on her, he didn't realize his daughter was there until he heard snarling, realizing it didn't come from neither of the two adults. His own snarling ceased for a moment, heart pounding as he realized how much danger his daughter was potentially in. As Orca began to step forward, Ace's snarling resumed as he let loose a growling bark to try and pull the leopards attention fully towards him. Orca's obvious confidence told him she was determined to face down a larger-than-her predator, and who was he to deny her that? Granted she was foolish for trying at such a young age, but he was here at least. When he was her age, he had fought a bear on his own and barely came away from it.

He could protect her and at least keep her from serious harm. Maybe this was a lesson she needed.

His daughters inaccurate steps would cause the snow leopard to charge towards her. And since Acere was already practically standing on tense toes, he didn't waste a single second the moment he saw her going for his child, mock charge or not. As Orca dove in to try and bite the beasts flank, Acere moved in like a locomotive with the intention of barreling into the feline and reaching for her scruff. If he recieved claws to his own body, so be it. At least he could keep her teeth away from the both of them as he yanked her head back and away.

The snow leopards limbs flailed. Kicking up snow as she sought to twist towards him. Her claws raked down his right shoulder, the alabaster kings grip tightening as his jaws were practically tangled in the folds of skin and causing his jaw to hurt with the awkward angle of them both. She couldn't reach anything with her other forepaw, but at least he had her. And as much as he wanted to let her go, he was unable to properly open his jaws enough to do so.