Redhawk Caldera Over my dead body

Feel free to PP the lynx as much as you want!

The lynx halted in its tracks, though it did not turn and flee. Its lips wrinkled back from its needlelike teeth and it hissed. Peregrine met the sound with a fresh growl of his own as he closed the distance between them. He briefly wondered at the feline's audacity, though there wasn't much time for thought. He needed to take action to protect his pack from this threat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something (or someone) else moving toward the cat. He couldn't look, though, else he would be exposing a blind cheek to the lynx. He kept coming, rearing up on his hind feet at the last second and launching right at the wildcat's whiskery face. At the moment, he didn't care what harm befell him, as long as the lynx didn't get anywhere near his family.