Cats in the cradle and the silver spoon

Seere bit into the base of the tail causing the lion to yowl and attempt to circle tightly about to get to the kid.  The moment Kotori was forgotten he bit into the lion’s neck with a snarl, twisting his head to both tear into the skin more and the incoming cat paw slammed into his horns, cutting into the sensitive palm.  Still, the power in the lion’s hit was enough to send Kotori rolling.

The lion looked as if it would charge the downed wolf but it pressed its front paw down hard on the ground and stalled as the pain of its new wound doubled at the misuse of it.  That didn’t stall it long but it gave Kotori time to get up and rush back in at the enraged cat.  His fangs bit into the cat’s wrist as it was swung at him with those dangerously sharp claws sticking out.  Kotori didn’t try to hold the bite, only using it to stop the motion.

The large horned wolf leaped onto the cat’s back, feeling it stumble with his weight added to its injured body.  Kotori lowered his head biting between the shoulder blades where there was less mane to protect it, ripping the area, and when the lion shook to throw off Kotori the wolf clamped down so that skin and muscle of the lion were sheared off even as Kotori had to roll on the ground again.

The damage was mounting on the lion, and so far the blood on the ground belonged just to him.  Admittedly, Kotori was going to be feeling sore tomorrow with all this rolling but the fight was clearly in his favor and hopefully, this would injure it enough that young Seere would get in a good shape or maybe the lion would just flee.

"Kotori Fatalis"