Bouncey, Bouncey

The odd, leggy canine returned to the fray, grabbing at the tiger's rear and holding its attention long enough for Pidge to scramble up a tree, and the dazed Asriel to stagger to his paws. There was no time to retreat now, despite Asriel's earlier insistence, even if Torrent would have tolerated being pulled out of her rage to do so. When the tiger whirled on the stranger and knocked her paws out from under her, Torrent leaped upon the tiger from behind, locking her paws around his ribcage and her long fangs buried in his neck on either side of his spine. She was similar in size to the young male, perhaps even a little taller, so her hind paws were planted firmly on the ground to allow her to pivot as he sought to escape her grip. If he fought too hard to escape, there was a good chance that the placement of those long, saber-like teeth would sever something important. All to the better, as far as Torrent was concerned.