Natalya is in her element. She's smiling, waiting to taste that sweet tang of blood on her tongue. Her eyes snap to the male as he calls her names. I'm sure she'd have a few choice words to say to that. She's the purest female I've ever met, really. She still had her virtue when I met her for the first time. I can't say that for any female I've encountered in my entire existance besides the younger ones, the teenagers who had just to feel love's pull, the adolescents that still had so much pure life ahead of them. When I was an assassin, nothing stood in the way of what I wanted, nothing. I had no conscious, nothing to tell me not to. We are in sync as I attack, launching myself at the male from the front to drive him into Natalya. I see her lunging at the same instant, waiting to snap her jaws around him. I can sense her rather than see her attacking the male, though I keep feeling her eyes on me. It's strangely erotic, this double teaming of Loki. I feel like I could go for round two after this. She keeps on going, ripping and tearing at the male's back, trying to pull his spine from his back or so it would seem. She feeds my need for blood just as I feed hers, the rage making my eyes see nothing but red. She darts toward his legs as I dart toward his head, trying to cipple him, I'm guessing. She's quicker, quicker than I gave her credit for, especially in the condition she seems to be in. I swear I see her tail wagging as growls escape her throat to mix in with my own deep lung ripping snarls. I make my attack menacing so as to keep his attention drawn away from Natalya. I'd rather him attack me than her. I watch as she lunges toward his back leg, not sure what she's trying to accomplish but hey, as long as she's drawing blood. It could just be a trick of the light but I think I see a smirk on her lips. What would she be smirking about, besides how much fun this is turning out to be? Could she have something malicious up her sleeve? I'd never put anything past Natalya, or her ghost. I can sense Loki's discomfort as Nataya circles and I answer him back with biting remarks. He doesn't answer back which only makes me smirk and tilt my head. What? Cat got your tongue. He's also quicker than I gave him credit for, jumping to the side as I launch at his neck. I feel my teeth rip into his shoulder instead. As I'm jerking my head and trying to cause as much damage as possible, I glance up at his face, laughing inside at his partly opened mouth as if the sight of his fangs will make me turn back. He jerks suddenly and I note Natalya biting into his right hip. My eyes gleam, glad that she's able to join me with this. I feel Loki's teeth clamp down on my own shoulder, right in front of the ribcage. It's meaty here so not much crippling damage but it still hurts like a bitch. I snarl through my latched on fangs as I jerk away from his shoulder, trying to take a piece of flesh as a souvenier. He doesn't hang on like I thought he would, his teeth releasing as he tries to get Natalya off of him. I manage to slap my paw down on his muzzle, drawing blood with my claws. My eyes appear to be the brightest of gold as I watch the blood slowly trickle down from his chin. Tasty. Natalya manages to grab onto one of his legs but he kicks at her to get her to release. I snarl in fury at his retaliation as he tries to jump for it. I don't think so. As he launches toward a tree, I leap up with everything I've got, jaws parted to grab onto his leg or neck as I go to wrap my fore legs around his body and drag him back down to earth with my weight. I'm a big boy, all 195 pounds of me, and I know how to use every ounce. I snap my jaws closed, latching them tight as I try to pull him down, not daring to release in case he tries to make another run for it. I know he's trying to get a breather, to have both of us in his line of vision but I'm not about to let him off the hook that easily. If I do manage to get him down, I'll pin him and go for the face and throat, ripping and tearing with my fangs. If he does manage to get away from me and gets his back to the tree, I'll launch at him, using weight and momentum to pummel him into the tree before I start snapping again. I'm fast enough to use the tree as a jump off instead if he dodges my charge but if not, I can do some damage by using the tree he thought was his mercy as a weapon. He continues to snarl at us as if that'll save his life. Save it for the worms when they're picking through your teeth.