Picking Fights

As seemed to be the trend lately, another wolf showed and jumped into the fray. Thankfully, he was a big man, so she wouldn't have to worry about him as much as she would a smaller wolf. He wasted no time, rushing forward to place a bite to the cat much like she had initially. Good. While the lion's attention was pulled in his direction, she would barrel forward to snap at one tawny hind leg. That was how she took down large predators. Take out their legs with her serrated teeth, then everything else would fall into place after. With cats, however... their front end was always dangerous.

Having severed the tendon in one back leg, the feline screamed in pain and threw itself on the ground on its back, teeth and claws pointed upwards to protect itself. A typical cat tactic. Casting her golden gaze to the earthen brute, the woman simply growled, "Distract it." She was careful not to draw the cats attention back towards herself and stood still, thick muscles bunched and ready to spring.