The cat growled again, eyes shifting from one to the other. They weren't taking the hint, in fact, they were getting in it's way. Fine. If that's what they wanted.

One seemed weaker than the other, more vulnerable, but the other was injured. The cat paced, never turning it's back on it's enemies. A sudden shift in stance and the cat tore forward, fangs and claws out and ready to rip apart the uninjured one.