He watched her little show from the bushes beforehand and he had to admit, she had skill for deception. She played the part well. She looked distracted and desperate as she rushed up to the wolf and he looked surprised at first, followed by worried, but never suspicious. Good. She was luring him in. She cried out about someone hurting her and Cuirass grinned. She panted like she was out of breath from running, limping a little and he wondered if he should have bit it so there'd be the smell of fresh blood on her. Oh well, next time. He let her whimper and be the vulnerable little damsel just a little while longer before he burst from the bushes, looking like a devil on a mission. He'd even bit his own tongue to give him the bloody drool.

Menkhet whimpered again and shriveled up behind the male, who straightened in turn and took a daring step toward Cuirass. He was definitely going to play the knight in shining armor. Good. The wolf told her to leave and Cuirass glanced toward her as she shuffled back, but he saw she was already eying the male hungrily, picking out a target. Keeping his own movement stuttered and spastic, he kept the male watching him. He shifted from paw to paw and shook his head, sending the drool flying in all direction as he snarled again and leaned toward them. The more unpredictable he acted, the more the male would focus on him. After all, there was nothing to fear from a scared little female, right?

But as Cuirass coiled his weight back on his haunches to lunge, she attacked, going for the wolf's back. The male's eyes widened in sudden panic and shock as he felt her teeth even as Cuirass launched himself at the male. He cried out and Cuirass went low, diving to grab the male's front leg and pull it back with his own momentum to make the male face plant. With Menkhet's weight on top, it should be easy enough to topple the wolf and bring him down. Then Cuirass would let her weight and his own hold the male down for a moment as he looked at Menkhet. "Now, finish it." He watched her intently, licking his own bloodied lips as he invited her to make the kill shot. This was her hunt, so now she had to end it.