The Tangle la mer

Artaax's gaze was glued to the cat, even as both females changed their positions. His ear twitched as Mallaidh whispered to him and annoyance flashed across his already snarly face. "And letting it wander around in our territory is?" he murmured, matching the anger in her tone with his own.

The conversation went no further than that - or at least if it did, Artaax was oblivious. The cat chose that moment to strike. He dipped his muzzle to protect his throat  and lunged forward to meet it, turning to drive his shoulder into its chest. He felt the beast's claws find purchase just past his shoulder and tear, spilling his blood and filling the air with the scent of it. The warrior wasn't slowed by this, though. He was fueled by it.

The cat was turning and rushing towards the weird stammer-y wolf, but Artaax darted at its heels and sprang, launching towards the exposed side of beast's neck even as it turned back to reach for him again.