You gotta be kitten me...

The cat tossed and flailed, but Beauregard was a determined man. He held onto its scruff with a fierce hold, making sure to clench his jaw so he wouldn’t come loose easily. And then it was moving more, yowling in pain as it tried to get rid of both wolves. He could only assume that whatever Bellatrix was tearing into was causing it far more distress. Given the problem Ethne had been having with the feline’s however, Beauregard wasn’t eager on letting it go. He shifted his weight on top of the cat, released it for a moment before setting his bite in a better position, and crunched down. The cat froze, feeling the teeth sink in deeper, could hear the creak of bones until there was a crack… and the cat would slump off to the side under Beauregard, and hopefully pass Bellatrix, if she tried to move away.