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.