Thunder Dome fireloam

the woman continued to babble -- shardul exchanged an incredulous look with timber. before he could step forward and rip out her tongue, however, the wolf howled for her fellows, and was joined summarily by a pair of brutish creatures. against two wolves would the cats be evenly matched; three jackals pushed the limits of reality even in shardul's maddened mind. he looked to timber then, wishing to know what she would do -- fleeing was something he did not wish to do, but it meant that they could melt into the shadows and return another time to strike.

the game of it, after all, was the seductive aspect of it for the silver cat.