snarl! snap!

It was almost over.

The jaguar seemed to grow weary and second-guessing. Wren didn't know how to feel about them killing the cat after all. It did not seem to be a female one, so there could not be a risk of cubs growing inside or raising somewhere. As a male, it could sire some sure. This only fueled Wren's desire to end it quickly. If the male had cubs somewhere, it would now be void. He would never get to see them or his mate again. The thought was sad but did fuel her in other ways. She never knew her father. Why should anyone else get to?

This was selfish. Ending someone's life due to unresolved feelings. She didn't process it quickly due to Medusa's brutal attack. The jaguar yowled in pain as its bone broke. Wren moved in for the kill. She didn't want it to suffer so much, her shit aside. She lunged and latched onto its neck, biting as hard as possible. The cat screeched due to the pain she caused it. It flailed. It hit her. But she didn't let go. Crunching down, she felt herself hit an artery. Blood seeped from the wound, and she continued to hold her own. Her head was scratched pretty badly, but she kept it up.

If Medusa wanted to end it quicker, she better gets a move on else Wren would slowly seep the energy from the cat.

"Speech"
241 WC
3/3 track and hunt medium prey (wild hog)
2/3 fight predator (jaguar)