Put Out the Cat

Lúta held on for dear life as the cat whirled around after the other wolf but after a particularly sharp turn she lost her hold and went flying off the tiger, landing with a thud on the soft, swampy ground. Wincing she quickly got to her feet. She saw the blood pouring from the tiger's hind leg that now sat strangely upon the ground. Ok, she saw what the other woman was getting at. Lúta dove forward toward the cat's face, catching it's attention as her claws raked down the left side of the cat's face. It dove towards her as she slipped to the side, doing her best to avoid obtaining another injury.