Give Me Your Time or I'll Take It

Well, pain and confusion wasn't good enough. It just made the cat angry. With a snarl, it quickly leaped to its paws. Thr bites of the two wolves didn't even seem to register. And why would they? This cat was used to fighting other lions and their teeth and claws were much bigger than Asla and Naiches.

Aslatiel made a face, her brow furrowing as the thought struck that she might be in over her head this time. Ah, but she absolutely refused to admit defeat. This was her first big predator fight without her father. She had to succeed!

As Naiche kept the cat distracted Aslatiel dove forward and sank her teeth into the Achilles tendon of the lion just like she'd seen her grandmother do. The girl not only lacked the saber fangs of her brother's, but she lacked the serrated teeth that allowed Resin to slice through tendons. In the end, she just pissed the thing off.

The lion spun on a dime. She saw the giant splayed paw come at her in slow motion but there was nothing that she could do. It was so fast! Large claws ripped into her left shoulder and sent her flying through the air and out of the clearing. She didn't scream. Let's be clear about that. The airborne girl uttered a grunt of pain like a true warrior and that was that.

Asla lay there , upside down in a bush. That was probably a good thing or the lion may have come to finish her off. Since it didn't rush her, Asla gingerly began to make her way out of the shrubbery. She hissed as the wounds in her shoulder pulled. Her leg was soaked in blood already. Great. Just fucking great. Once out of the bush, she put weight on her leg. "Oww, oww, oww," she hissed again. It hurt, but she would have to power through it. Naiche needed her.