My chicken already looked like the result of a mountain cat's attack.
Arthur moved, fast as a mountain cat, to bend over him.
Once in a great while, mountain cats were seen near Bingtown.
The last time that happened a mountain cat jumped him.
Quick as lightning, the mountain cat struck at him and he fell back.
You can't expect a mountain cat to like it any better.
Then she turned and looked down at the frustrated mountain cat.
I had the thought that she was larger than some mountain cats.
You should have seen him kill the mountain cat.
I figured it out the day you killed the mountain cat.
