Unfortunately at the moment Kitty was all instinct and was focused on hurting the thing that had hurt her mate. She sensed more than saw when Derek also leapt onto it, and together they took it down to the ground. Her jaws finally snapped around bone, sinew, and muscle and she ignored the acrid taste as she ripped its throat out and the creature finally stilled. Opening her mouth to let the disgusting stuff fall out without swallowing, Kitty hacked a little as she jumped away from their kill.
While she landed easily on all four paws, the pain from her own wounds caught up and she stumbled a little, then forced herself to stay upright despite the slight trembling of her legs. Kitty's breath came in quick, hot pants as the adrenaline slowly faded, and the wolf lifted her head to send out a soft whine, wanting Derek to come to her so she could make sure he was okay.