Jellicle cats

Almost too late she remembered the small blade Otis had found for her that she had taken to wearing concealed in the long fur at the tip of her tail, taking a lesson from her bee friends in the garden. Her tail flicked up to slice at the shoulder of the cougar opposite to Magnus who had bought her a moment to turn. Hopefully it would distract the cougar enough to allow him to find his mark. Sedna knew the back end of the cat was just as dangerous as the front with those sharp claws but maybe they could simply overwhelm it and have it run off? As her teeth sunk into the back leg of the cat, much like it would if she was trying to bring down a deer by bleeding it out with a femoral tear, she realised the cat had no intention of backing down. Its other leg struck back, kicking her in the chest, the movement opening up the existing tear in her shoulder and adding a few new small nicks to the mix. The backward motion tore the flesh where the Archer-Lyall held tight. She tasted blood on her tongue.

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