Beauregard had been on a patrol when the scent of a tiger was found in their lands. A growl bubbled in his throat as he stalked across the floodplain near the aspens, his paws getting soaked in the water. The skies above churned and rumbled, droplets falling from the heavens as he sought the beast out. First Ethne, now Norad… and he’d be damned if one of his children became a meal for the cat. A growl rumbled in his chest. He didn’t want to call for another member of Norad to aid him… and thankfully the smallest pups were in the hut. He couldn’t always keep tabs on Bellatrix, but he prayed she would be out of harm's way… unless she was the one who the cat was hunting! His eyes widened and Beauregard began dashing through the water. He needed to find that damn thing and fast. "Speech," 'Thought.'

table coding by bunni ♥

Such a heavenly view Trixy had been doing her best to not worry Beau anymore, though she was still a kid at heart and in maturity. Beau also seemed to worry about her alot just because she was small. Though she kept trying to tell him her size wasn't a detriment. Small was not weak and she had still yet to figure out how to prove it to him. She was out in the dam area today though. The water here had gotten deeper so she was being careful not to go near the beaver dams. She knew better than to play on them since there were giant rodents that made them. No instead she was watching a big elk bull in the distance and doing her best to not spook him. She'd seen this one a few times and he had some white patches like her, which is what had drawn her to him in the first place. She was determined to figure out how to make him her friend and get Beau a herd of them. She had even picked out a name for this bull. His name was Frank. She was in the tall grasses trying to creep closer carefully. But she didn't know that she wasn't the only one. The bull suddenly lifted his head and stomped a few times before he darted away. And Bella was with him on this one. It had fallen so quiet. It was creepy and weird. But a sudden burst sent her screaming, not for herself but for Frank. "NOOOO FRANKKKKK!" There was suddenly a very large cat that had Frank on the ground, it was stripey and orange and massive. Her eyes filled with tears and she snarled then, her form darting from where she had been and at the cat. Her little teeth clamping on its tail and her entire body being put into the force behind her previous sprint, trying to now pull the cat away. Only she hadn't expected the cat to let go and turn on her. Though she could see Frank now struggling to try to stand and flopping as he tried to get away from the both of them. Walk, "Talk", Think

_{Art by Asena}

Beauregard’s heart was in his throat, his paws sloshing through mud and the flooded lands. Even with the rain he could smell the scent of the tiger grow stronger and, worse yet, Trixy’s scent was there too. He’d burst on scene to hear Bellatrix call out and fling herself at the tiger. Who the hell was Frank!? He couldn’t think of that right now, a snarl ripping from his maw as he closed the distance. The cat was trying to wrap around his daughter, so Beauregard aimed to latch onto its scruff close to its shoulders. The cat had been so preoccupied with grappling with his daughter that it hadn’t paid attention to the cream wolf until his fangs found purchase in that scruff. The cat yowled, attempting to twist its front half to swipe at him. Meanwhile its back legs kicked out toward the pixie, hoping to toss her away from it. "Speech," 'Thought.'

Bellatrix Ravenwood

Trixy had her mouth firmly on the cat's tail when it had been rounding on her. But she didn't have to worry much it seemed. Beauregard was quickly on it. He had its scruff in seconds and she grinned, letting go of its tail and ducking under it as it tried to kick her. It couldn't get rid of her that easily.

She launched and latched onto the cat's inner thigh at the joint of its leg and stomach. She was small enough that even when the cat was standing, she could stand under it. One of the perks of being tiny. She would always use that to her advantage. The cat was focused on beau in the moment she took to latch onto the cat, its mistake. Just because she was tiny didn't mean she was to be written off. This wasn't going to end well for the cat. It had tried to hurt frank and she was a forgiving girl but this wasn't something she wanted to forgive. Her little voice came in snarls as she shook her whole body trying to shred what she had grabbed ahold of. She heard the cat yowling from pain but scrunched her eyes closed and didn't relent.

"Talk"
Say come on and show the world who you really are

The cat tossed and flailed, but Beauregard was a determined man. He held onto its scruff with a fierce hold, making sure to clench his jaw so he wouldn’t come loose easily. And then it was moving more, yowling in pain as it tried to get rid of both wolves. He could only assume that whatever Bellatrix was tearing into was causing it far more distress. Given the problem Ethne had been having with the feline’s however, Beauregard wasn’t eager on letting it go. He shifted his weight on top of the cat, released it for a moment before setting his bite in a better position, and crunched down. The cat froze, feeling the teeth sink in deeper, could hear the creak of bones until there was a crack… and the cat would slump off to the side under Beauregard, and hopefully pass Bellatrix, if she tried to move away.

Bellatrix Ravenwood

Trixy could hear as it fell silent from the yowling racket that it had been causing. The Norad princess wasn't about to let it go just yet though. She kept shaking her body and shredding what she could. It wasn't until Beau and the cat were toppling together that she released. It was deathly silent here now.

She jumped back as the cat almost squashed her and shook her pelt from the adrenaline. Her eyes went to Beau and she gave him a grin and a wag of her tail. He had to be proud of her right? She was defending the weak today!

Oh right!

She whipped around and looked for Frank. Her eyes finally settling on him about fifteen feet away as he floundered in the grass. Her ears pinned. His white was painted red and she hated it. His eyes were big and he looked terrified.

"Talk"
Say come on and show the world who you really are