[Seasonal Event] Many Paws Make Light Work

Amalia's flower falters and fades, nearly beaten down by sharp claws and furious strength. But before she can deliver the killing blow Jigano's voice resounds in her mind, his firm command not one she would question. With a killer's instinct the girl redirects, leaping away from her straggling blossom to land atop the hale one which threatens the minute gryphlet. Something clicks in the leopardess, fearsome and ferocious, protective and cruel. She hurls herself above Isuma, her bulk sailing over the kitten in distress. Crashing into the attacking flower, Amalia pins beneath a massive paw, easily capturing a fistful of teeth and tearing it apart with her own sharp jaws. Nothing will hurt her kitten, she vows, snapping and snarling as she tears apart petals, dedicated, destructive, leaving little but sap and saliva behind. Her prey at last defeated, Amalia turns back to Isuma, falling to her belly as she spins around. Extending a great paw she captures the gryphlet and quickly sets to work with nose and tongue, inspecting and grooming, sniffing and reassuring, working to soothe ruffled feathers and assuage her own fears. a m a l i a You were young and you'd stare With a reverence unimpaired Searching in your dark eyes to find the stars already there