Headed for a New Land

It didn't take more than a moment for Lillith to respond to his call for help. Romulus was more than appreciative of her eagerness, especially since now with two wolves, the saber cat looked notably less sure about its odds. Romulus didn't let up on his aggression, baring fangs and snarling deep in his throat while he protected Lil and pressed closer towards their opponent. The saber cat bore its own fangs and roared, threatening the advancing wolf. Roman kept steely eyes on the feline, stalking around to the left of the predator, his body moving slow, smooth, methodical. It was apparent that he had some fighting training in his movements. The cat followed the wolf with its eyes—then seemed to remember the other wolf, the smaller and less threatening one. It turned to fix its poisonous yellow eyes on the girl, sensing an easy kill. But by then it was already too late.

No sooner had the cat averted its gaze from him, Roman was lunging in for the feline's throat, coming in low and thrusting himself up with jaws open wide. He grabbed the cat by the neck and bit down hard, feeling skin and sinew rip beneath his fangs. The tiger yowled in pain and surprise while Romulus savaged it, shaking and tugging his head back and forth to tear into the cat's muscle. Hot gushes of blood poured into his mouth, but a sudden hard swipe from a large paw caught him in the side of his head, knocking him away. Romulus rolled across the ground, getting his footing and preparing to pounce back into battle. The tiger, bleeding from bites that had narrowly missed anything vital, had gone for Lillith while he was down, and was rushing the girl.

Romulus kicked off the ground, leaping at the cat as it lunged for Lillith with paws open to grab her and sink its saber fangs into her flesh. He caught the cat in a tackle, sending both of them sprawling across the ground. Romulus rolled to his paws and placed himself between the predator and Lil again, fire and fury in his silver eyes while he stared the tiger down. The saber cat got back up and roared at the two wolves again, glancing between them to try and decide how to best get to the girl. "Go wide, I'll circle in close. If it looks at you, I've got it. If it looks at me, run in and bite whatever you can hit." He didn't know if Lillith had any fighting experience or not; the girl didn't look like a fighter, but he had been fooled before. He began to circle clockwise around the cat, watching to see if it would track him or Lillith's movements.

"Romulus Armada"