[Actually, my pantera has been killed, from Dragonfire's post
Seferia stared at the slumped, lifeless body of the pantera lying at her feet. The blade of her dagger was crimson with blood. She had killed it. At first, she felt nothing as she gazed numbly at the fallen feline. Then, a strong nausea tinged with horror rose inside her stomach. She forced herself to suppress the bile.
Get a grip,
she ordered herself. She collected herself perhaps just in time, when she heard a snarl behind her and she was suddenly cast into shadow. She whirled around and saw another pantera in mid-leap right above her, claws outstretched right for her face. She ducked, and the claws swiped at thin air. But then, the pantera dropped, colliding right into Seferia's slight body. She was thrown backwards into the air and landed heavily on her back on the ground, legs tangled between her cloak.
She winced in pain and struggled to prop herself onto her elbows. Her dagger had flown from her hand and lay a couple of metres away, which wasn't a good thing, seeing as the pantera, bounding gracefully over the body of its dead comrade, was advancing towards her with a leering menance.
Panic gripped her heart. Her body froze, half-lying, half-sitting, immobile, staring with wide eyes at the approaching pantera. She wished she were invisible.
The pantera suddenly stopped, staring. Seferia stared back. Was that confusion in the pantera's eyes? Nervously, she looked down at herself. And gaped.
Her legs and part of her torso was gone ... invisible. Just like she'd prayed. The pantera twitched, as if to move forwards, but seemed to change its mind and stayed where it was, uncertain. Seferia swallowed and sat up properly to take a better look at herself. Some more of her torso reappeared into view. Then she realized that the part of her that was invisible was in shadow - the pantera's shadow.
So, I can blend myself into shadows, too.
The pantera then apparently decided that the phenomenon of the vanishing legs of its prey was not something to be concerned about, for it lunged forwards again. Quickly, Seferia created an enormous circle of shadow several metres in diameter, blended herself into it, and rolled swiftly to the side. The pantera had leapt at her, but it again founds its paws grappling on to nothing. Seferia felt a sting on her cheek. She touched it and looked at her hand, seeing a smudge of blood. She had been cut. The tip of one of the pantera's claws had probably grazed her slightly as she'd rolled.
The pantera had turned and was looking right at her, though it looked even more confused than before. Seferia supposed that it was because the pantera could smell her scent, yet could not see her at all. She stooped down and picked up her dagger.