Pain throbbed along the lacerations at his shoulder, a steady flow of blood dripping down as he advanced onwards. He wasn't running from the feline - he intended to get enough distance between them before attacking. Further from his bride, and further from where she could interfere.
However, she was one surprise after another, coming to jump on the cat and land an attack. Muscles tense, seeing the way the claws of the cat unsheathed to go for her face. His bodice launched forward, this time saving the argument of her involvement for after the battle. It was obvious she wasn't budging yet - and this cat wasn't going anywhere until they focused. Or he focused at least.
The Prince rammed into the side of the cat, and his jaws extended to bite down onto tender flesh by its armpit. He continued his attacks, getting in as much damage as he could before fleeing back to avoid his own damage. Of course, the red welts on his body and blood stains on his fur suggested he wasn't dodging every attack, but it was seeming like the feline was running out of energy faster than she and the Prince were.
