And tales, it never fails.

Everything was happening so swiftly threw her mind, the lions heeding roars ripping threw her ears, her muscles wrapped in the red ocean beaconed her next move. Soon two familiar scents allowed Identification to know who had heard her cry. Eltrys the dark chocolate brute then Erebos the inky god with a ivory slash covering half of his own facial features. She held on to the lions neck, allowing her grip to slip slightly, only to latch onto it's spine, feeling her teeth slide threw the flesh, blood filling her mouth as another hiss left its throat.

One of the males grabbed the lions tail, trying to whip the beast from himself, as feeling the she-wolfs teeth loose grip a small ray of hope seeped from his mind, as the other masculine and him were in a dominant hug, a hug of power and brute strength. The lion known he wasn't going to come out of this alive, if he did he was lucky. And if he didn't, well fuck him running.

Fic dug her claws into the lions side, shaking her head violently as blood continued to pool at her own wounds and the lions. She felt the jarred attack from the tail and latched on tighter. A low dark growl slipping between clamped teeth against it's spine, this was one fight that she wasn't going to loose. Not now. Not with these two forces that heard her call.

As Erebos continued to bite and claim own to the lion, she would release her own bite and slide down off the golden feline. Only to allow her teeth and claws to work at it's bared stomach.

"Identification"