The sound sent a child down Kar’s spine. The sound of his daughter in danger, and he would rise to come to her aid. He would shoot forth, breathing in and out, his legs pumping as fast as they could. Someone had heart his daughter. The sound of pain was clear within her voice. There was fear too, and Kar would feel his jaws clench together. Someone had dared hurt his family... And now they were going to pay.
Green orbs would fall upon the mountain lion, a form he knew all too well. Ashamoro. The damned beast had been a pain in the ass when he first met Nalyda, and now... Now... He would bare his fangs, snarling as he approached the lion. He could see his daughter lying upon the ground, her form still. Was she...? No! Kar would not let himself finish processing the thought before he flung himself at the feline, a roar of anger escaping his lips.
“You bastard!” Jaws would seek to grab onto the cat’s left shoulder and yank back, crippling the limb if he managed to get proper hold of the muscle and damage it. This was war... And this time... Kar was hellbent on making sure the lion didn’t leave alive.
