ligers are a lie

Ronan bit down hard, felt the warmth of blood settle on his tongue- earning him a mighty snarl from the cat, only for it hiss again as the pup got himself in on the action too. Not a risk he thought the kid ought to be taking, the urge to scold and lecture rose up in his throat, but he could hardly do that right now. Mouth full and all.

It was a big cat with a big brain, large enough to work out that this likely wasn't worth the effort. That escaping with a sore foot, armpit and a bruised ego would be better than whatever else the pair of wolves would be willing to do. Ronan had heard the cat loud and clear if nothing else, it didn't want him entering the cave so he could take a hint.

He backed off, carefully, licking his lips only to give the pup a sharp, canine bark. Aka let the fuck go.