meow you'll pay!
predator fight
You're not feeling so well...
Deluge
The Drunkard Queen
Master Fighter (290)
Master Navigator (400)
Saboteur
Fleet-footed
3 Years
Female
36
NachoMumma
With her father attacking the rear of the cat, the downward pressure along her neck and spine from holding the cat at bay with her antlers eased up. Realising that it was now outnumbered, she felt the feline claws pull away from her shoulders as the cat tried to spin in its panic to see what was going on behind it.
Deluge took the opportunity that was presented to her, angling her head upwards to clamp her jaws around the muscular cats throat. She felt a burning, wet sensation as a clawed paw lifted to push at her chest, and she wasn't sure if the scent of blood in the air was hers or her opponent's, but she wasn't going to let go to find out. The cat was strong, it's body thick. She could feel the muscles spasming between her teeth as she bit down harder, and harder again. Her jaws were aching, and she wondered if the Jaguar had the same black spots floating in the corners of its vision as they both inched closer to the ground.
“Speech”