She could go for the eyes. That would be easiest. Lily could easily hop up on the were-leopard's back when it pounces, gouge out its eyes and watch it stumble. That sounds... entertaining.

Lily braces herself to leap, but her concentration is broken by the arrival of a... wolf? She blinks, confused, but doesn't let down her guard. This wolf could be just as dangerous as the leopard. She watches it closely, ready for another fight--but the wolf is docile when stops between Lily and the Alex. It's large, and it's scary, and it's... bleeding. It's bleeding a lot.

It finally dawns on her that this wolf is Ben. Ben said he was a werewolf, right? Is tonight a full moon? Has to be. She's about to ask when Alex speaks first, and at that, she narrows her eyes.

"Your kill?" she asks, inching forward. "Good luck, kitty-cat."