He could harass the beast all he wanted. She didn't care if he took out the legs from under the crying animal, so long as her tongue tasted its living essence. She felt her hold slip, her weight dragging her down tearing through tender meat. She was not nearly heavy enough to topple the beast but was certainly able to fatally wound it.
She thrust her claws again into its shoulder literally hoisting herself to its throat. A back leg scratched at its side to aid her til at last she could smell the blood within its throat, thrusting her teeth into its mark to taste its sweetness. The animal struggled valiantly, but it was still weaker to the predators. It swung its head defiantly hoping to throw its killer, but she only clung harder, sank deeper til she felt its pulse beneath her fangs.
Gradually it began to slow yet continued to fight against the inevitable until it eventually stopped dead, its tremendous weight and that of the female bringing it down.