Bob is scratching the side of her head. Scritch-scritch-scritch.
Wolf is sitting beside her, watching her quite intently.
Bob stops scritching, sees Wolf watching her, hisses and whacks him.
Wolf snarls and leaps, knocking Bob over (he's a lot bigger than her these days, have I mentioned this?) and they spend about a minute with Wolf's paws and jaws locked in Bob and Bob snarling and kicking at Wolf.
Bob escapes from Wolf's necklock, snarls at Wolf, and heads for the door, Wolf following close behind.
No blood drawn: still just cat politics.
