Panther Park when rome's in ruins, we are the lions free of the coliseums

He was hit with the scent too, and his muscles tensed in response, every one of his senses sharpening as he realized their suddenly dangerous situation. He barely heard Nirali say his name as he frantically scanned the area. But he definitely heard the sound released by the cat as sprang from the trees and sprinted towards them. It was instinct in moments like these, to throw himself into the fray without a second thought for his own safety; an instinct drilled into him from as far back as he could remember. He leaned back on muscular haunches, throwing himself at the the enemy and barreling into its side. Jaws snapped only air as he was thrown back, and he had to dodge a swipe from a large paw with a very intimidating set of claws. But now the cat's attention was on him, and he lunged forward to meet it, hoping to knock it back or at least get a good bite in. He managed to push the cat back, but only slightly, and his teeth missed yet again. This time claws connect with the flesh of his flank, ripping open the skin in a long gash. He stumbled back some, and shook his head, attempting to gather himself. Adrenaline blocked out the pain for now, but the cat was big and angry and he had no doubt that this would not be an easy fight.