Bleed For Me

Barghest's cold, aqua eyes narrowed as she assessed the situation, her muscles coiling like tightly wound springs beneath her mottled and striped fur. Scylla had taken the brunt of the initial attack, her smaller frame deceptively agile and fierce, avoiding all harm and inflicting her own counter on the cat’s face. Haha! Barghest felt a swell of pride and protectiveness; Scylla was her strong sister, and no harm would come to her if Barghest had anything to say about it.

“They have some balls. We should divest the fools of them.” She growled, her voice shifting between its male and female tones, creating a disconcerting echo in the dense forest. Barghest's methodical nature kicked in, assessing the strength, speed, and tactics of the jet-black leopards. Their physical conditions, the blood dripping from the forehead of the first cougar. She grinned.

As the feline recoiled from Scylla's attack, blood dripping into its eye, Barghest sprang into action. Her movements were precise and brutal, a blur of white and gray as she lunged at the second leopard, which was circling around to flank them. Her powerful jaws clamped down on the cat's neck, teeth sinking deep into its flesh. Her claws, equipped with metal talons sank deep into the cat’s flesh, scratching, rending flesh as she grappled and rolled with it. Fearless girl.

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