cats cradle

The cougars work together, encircling the pair and, as Tove stands next to the stranger. Eyes follow the feline she had knocked down, duel-toned eyes watching as it is quick to regain its footing. She lunges toward it, trying to keep beast off balance and on the defensive. Teeth find purchase in the tender flesh just above one of the front paw. It yowls in outrage and moves to swipe at her but she already backing away. Casting a look to the unknown male, Tove’s heart sinks as she sees blood seeping from his shoulder and back paw. The cougar before her is angry and preparing to attack her again. Its tail flicks in annoyance and Tove gives it a loud growl as it circles the wolves with its companion.

Eyes track its movements as Tove says, “This is not a good spot to fight. Think you can make it outside?” The cougar lunges at her right then and she answers by ducking under the blow and biting into the creature’s armpit. Hissing can heard as the cat slinks back, unsure how to attack the woman. Teeth flash as Tove suddenly rushes forward and the surprised cat has to jump backwards. One of the other feline’s notices its friend’s distress and turns toward Tove, lashing out and forcing her to back away quickly. Her backend butts up against one of the metal walls and she looks to the stranger to see how he is fairing. They need to get out of this place.

WC: 253
Total WC: 961/1500

"Tove Baade"