Deciding that he had this victim under control amd immobile, The panther looked up from his near-kill to the woman. Blood was running freely from his lips that was not his own, and he eyed the mage now with resentment. It was time to do take her. Growling low, he portrayed his intentions...
PS...don't let it bite you!
[ 01-27-2002: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]