Cat's Out of the Bag

Artur moved to circle the cat as though stalking it in his own turn, as the strangers harried her again, bringing himself into a rough semi-circle with the two strangers. He left the cat an out, so that she could flee, a thought that was clearly becoming foremost in the outnumbered predator's mind. She still had quite a few more pointy ends than he and the other wolves, though, and could do a great deal of damage on her way out if they didn't encourage her to get gone in a hurry, so while the cat's attention was on the wolves harassing her Artur pounced, fangs slashing across her flank in a spurt of hot blood and immediately he threw himself back again, barely in time to escape a retaliatory claw aimed for his eyes.