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His cousin rammed his bulk into the puma, knocking it off its paws and onto its back. Its paws flailed out wildly, trying to protect itself in its vulnerable position. Hattori leapt forward, his teeth grabbing onto the predator’s tail eliciting a hellish shriek from its jaws that made him wince and pin his ears to his head. God, it sounded horrible. They’d have to shut it up, he decided. If it were a larger predator, killing the thing would be nearly impossible, but the puma was significantly smaller than them. It was a good thing they were outrageously large for their species. Tonight they’d be bringing home a puma and a deer.

As Hattori grabbed its tail the puma reflexively curled in to try and swat at him, turning its back on Raijin. The man took this moment to lunge forward and sink his sabers in the back of the animal’s neck with a snarl. The predator yowled, beginning to thrash around in an attempt to escape but he held on. He needed his cousin to try and keep it steady while he worked his jaws to try and snap its spine so that he wouldn’t end up losing an eye from the big cat twisting its flexible body around.