So much for a nice stroll

Taiga didn't recognize the wolf that she was assisting. Wolves kind of all looked the same to the big cat. There was a little niggling there when she caught the canine's scent, but there wasn't time to sort through her memory banks for a match.

The bear came for her but before it could reach her, the purple wolf had crippled one back leg. Taiga hoped that it wasn't a permanent injury. The only reason that she didn't want to kill this bear was simply because it had children. They would die without her. Taiga didn't like bears, but she wouldn't cause the death of cubs if she could help it.

As the bear swung about to confront the wolf, Taiga came up behind it. She gave the bear one hefty swat on its rump, barely using claws, but it would still cause enough pain to give the bear a start. Brown eyes went wide for a moment and the grizzly leaped forward away from the biting claws on her rear end. Tail tucked, she began to quickly hobble off in an attempt to flee. Taiga planned on giving a bit of chase just for good measure.

"Seniorita Murder Mittens"