Catching fire

As she kept the cat distracted, Dunkan made his attack. He aimed for a bite on the neck while Urasa kicked and bit as well. The cougars attention was pulled away from her once more. Damn. She couldn't let him have all the fun. As she rushed forward, she saw the bite that had been delivered to Dunkans shoulder. Lashing out with her own feline claws at the mountain lion's face, Asla left bloody furrows on the sandy pelt. She happened to puncture an eye while she was at it and the cat wailed, releasing its bite on Dunkans shoulder.

Ashur leaped into the fray, sliding beneath the cat on his back and kicking upward with sharp claws while simultaneously trying to bite at the cougars throat. Asla did the same, clawing and biting wherever she could land a blow. It really wasn't a fair fight at all, but the puma had started it. They would finish it.