A Lion.

A second wolf entered the fight and Merrick recognized the same silver boy from before. A grin split the giant's maw and he bellowed out a war cry as he leaped towards the feline once more. The boy had bitten into the cat's hip and it spun to face him, leaving the back open for Merrick to attack. Teeth sank into the lion's spine and both sets of talons sunk into the flesh between the lion's ribs. The lion was no match for the pair of strong canines. Merrick knew this, but did the cat?

The lion spun, trying to dislodge his attacker and it worked. Merrick went skittering across the grass with a growl, hind paws digging in to stop his momentum. He wasted no time in rushing the cat once more.

"Merrick Mendacium"