where's your pride?

Undeniably, the adult was doing the brunt of the heavy lifting, but Levi felt fairly accomplished as the scent of blood filled the air. A look of raging frustration rippled across the feline's features, offended that she was being bested by a pair of pups and an adult. Unsure of what angle she ought to focus on and aware of the fact she couldn't fight them all off at once, she started to back way, snarling and swiping at the air in order to give herself more room to work with. It looked as though they weren't gonna kill her-to be expected really- but making her flee back to her pride was victory enough. Wanting to throw one last punch in, Levi was punched aside for his cocky show. Served him right, as he rolled up onto his side. Sore and bruised, but mostly fine.