The Sunspire you are my sunshine

Satisfyingly, Rocco's claws connected with her face, and it spurred on his fight. But, before he knew it, he was outnumbered, and his chances of getting out alive were dwindling quickly. A wolf barreled into him, sending the cat rolling onto his back. But, Rocco would not give up his neck. His head tucked to protect it as he bared his fangs in preparation to bite down on whatever he could.

He legs waved, and all four sets of claws slashed at the air in hopes of connecting with the wolf's flesh. Something bit into his left hindquarter, and Rocco turned his attention on the female, squirming his body to claw at her shoulder. He would aim his jaws towards her face, possibly biting own on an ear in hopes to get her to release him. If she did, he would right himself and make a run for it. He could not outfight three wolves, but he might just be able to outrun them, if his left leg wasn't dead from the bite.