Zoe lifted to stand, somehow managing not tripping over her own tail. The thing just lifted up and out of the way. The claws were retracted for now, but there was always a chance they'd be out. What the dog was going to have to worry about was the powerful body and the deadly jaw. It was meant for instant kill during attack.
She moved slowly, gauging just how far the noisy thing was. Now and then whiskers would twitch, ears would swivel, but the eyes were on the noisy dog. It made too much noise. The tail followed behind her cat body like a banner. She wasn't very tall, not even for one of the bigger cats, but she was not to be trifled with.
The cat wanted to make the noisy thing go away. Zoe wanted to understand what the hell was going on. She growled, and without warning, pounced at the dog, if only to shut it up for a moment. Thankfully, something in her kept from opening her mouth and biting, which was certainly an instinct that was hard to push back. The body wanted violence, just a little anyway.