[Whoa, I'm sorry to nitpick, but he hit so hard that someone was sent flying down the mountain...? No.]
"Hamadou!" Chaltuu shouted. She unsheathed her claws, and in blind anger she swiped her claws over his face with as much strength as she could muster before bounding down to where Hamadou was. He looked like he had sprained one of his paws and received multiple cuts, but he was alive and conscious. Chaltuu began to rasp her tongue over her mate's wounds.
