Caught Off Guard

It was the angered roar of a big cat that caught Atreyu's attention, dark ears perking up on her head before she was a flurry of motion. Someone could be in trouble! As fast as she could, Atreyu followed the deer paths through the briars and vines, making her way toward where she heard the roar come from. Upon arriving on the scene, Atreyu pauses for just a single moment to assess what was going on. A tiger was attacking a wolf, who had been backed into a thicket of thorns and seemed to have no where to go. Pulling her own hawksbill blade from her satchel, the spotted dire wolf set in motion a second later.

While the tiger was busy with the other female, Atreyu snuck up behind it swift and silent as a shadow, and slashed at the hind legs of the tiger. It would not be a fatal blow, but it would limit movement and get the attention of the massive cat. When it did whirl around as she hoped, Atreyu had a fist full of sharpened claws waiting for it. She would not let anyone get killed by this cat today, she had had enough of death. She would showcase that she was not afraid to cause such a condition, but she was sick of it.

"Talk." || Think || 'Hear.'