by Whistle.Concert » Sun Dec 30, 2012 9:15 pm
((OOC: He wouldn't be able to grab her scruff. She's got her back to the ground, and the scruff's the back of the neck. That's why she's flipping out, her stomach's exposed.))
Jet started wailing as he dug his claws into her stomach, not just in pain, but in shock and horror. Shock because oh dear heavens that hurt like anything, and horror because what about her kits?!
She squealed as he went to grab her neck, and started struggling and scrabbling more, showing a lot of fight for a half-starved scrap of fur.