Protecting borders or killing for pleasure?

The pack land seemed clear of predators and Kotori wanted to keep it that way.  He had made his way down the falls and to the hot springs.  It was always a bit harder to sniff out prey and predator over these hot waters but the scents were there for a wolf who paid keen observation to details.  Hunting bears was a job he always found and was quite willing to take up the task himself.

Kotori grinned as he did scent a bear, not far past a pool, back hidden apparently by some trees and brush.  Kotori wasn’t going to wait and see if it wanted to come or go.  The earth-toned wolf charged through the bushes.  A snarl, snapping and roar as the fight started easily heard by any near.

"Kotori Fatalis"