Oh poo

Reaper could feel the mountain lion struggle beneath his harsh grasp. He let out and spat out a mixture of blood and fur from his white maws. He could see the mountain lion tiring, it's eyelids fluttering. "It's going to pass out!" He called to the other wolf and his companions. It was up to them what would happen next. Moloch flew up into the air, circling the group. Reaper watch with curiosity as the large feline was starting to struggle to even stand, blood pouring from its multiple wounds. He was ready in case it got another bout of strength but for now, he stepped away only a foot back to wait for the winged wolf's reply.