I Don't Want Striped Pajamas

Ragna made sure to get herself out of the way, wondering why the cat was attacking them. Contrary to popular belief she knew big cats rarely attacked wolves just to be jerks. It was likely either guarding a kill or its territory, as the males didn't usually have cubs to protect. She guessed the later as she couldn't get any scent of a kill. Well, either way they had every right to explore this territory and the tiger was going to have to learn to share. With Ulric on their side they had a good chance of getting the cat to stand down. As the tiger turned to face Ulric and her husband charged for the back of the injured knee she dove for the other leg, jaws seizing around the cat's ankle as she gave a mighty tug back, timed with her husband to lift both hind legs of the tiger. It snarled and flailed, jerking its hind legs closer to its body as it curved around to swipe at them. She was quick to let go and dance out of the way of the cat.