Moonspear you were the one next to me

Liffey's strength was waning, even against the rush of adrenaline that continued to pump through her veins. She wrenched at the cougar's arm, fighting to keep it away from Terance as he leaped forward to deliver the killing blow. When finally the cat stilled, Liffey momentarily found herself still unable to let go out of fear that it would somehow spring back to life and maul them some more. But it didn't move even as her packmates backed away, so she too finally released and stepped back on shaking limbs.

The Blackthorn looked between her companions, pausing on Terance to ascertain it was him and not one of the other dark wolves that lived on this mountain. She was panting heavily, trying to catch her breath and calm her violently beating heart. Wraen was the first to speak, and Liffey could only stare at her for a moment before speaking as well, "Yeah. We did, yeah. I mean... not the way I'd had in mind but... yeah..." She was starting to calm down now, and in doing so, was able to marvel at what they had actually just accomplished. They'd killed a mountain lion. Holy hell.

"Thank god you showed up, Terance," Liffey murmured, staring at the dead cat and shaking her head in disbelief. Though speaking of which... Terance. Rannoch. Oh hell, they were going to be in trouble, weren't they...