This gave the opportunity for me to get some distance from the tail and reassess the situation. Transforming out of my raven form in the corner, I held my sword up as I saw the tail swish about as the Nundu tried to chase Dad like a cat chasing the lure. A very large and dangerous cat chasing the lure that was Dad in a game of cat and mouse. I knew I didn’t have much time because Dad was struggling to stay in his mist form as spots of red were starting to appear in the shadowy cloud whenever the Nundu slashed at him. 