Things That Go Bump in the Night
02-24-2019, 08:01 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-24-2019, 08:39 PM by Frostbite.)
It was in the dead of the night that the secondary had found himself unable to sleep. He wasn't sure if he was unable to get comfortable or something else bothering him enough to cause it. He had decided that he better go patrol and make use of the time he had on his hands. Quietly he moved out of the den, careful not to disturb his children. Moving away from the den he moved at a steady pace heading to the border that was closest to his den.His movements were fairly quiet, aside from the very quiet crunching as he moved over the light fresh snow. The night was quiet and as he moved he didn't pick up the sound of anything moving around. That was until a noisy, long legged pup caught up to him. He stopped momentarily letting Eurus catch up looking down at his gangily son before shaking his head. "Couldn't sleep either? Alright just this one night, but you have to remain quiet, understood?" he said. He smiled as Eurus agreed and together the pair moved on, quiet through the night to the border. Once reaching the border they would turn left, Eurus in the pack lands by a few feet while Frost walked directly beside the borders. The only time they slowed or would stop would be when the scent markers would need a bit of a refresh, which each time Eurus would copy him and place a marker inside the pack, quietly learning from his father. They would continue on passing the valley and moving into the valley. It seemed like it was going to be an uneventful night, that the two males would return to the den without any surprise. Halfway through the valley a pungent oder struck his nose, making the hair on his neck and back instantly rise. Frost stopped dead in his tracks, deeply inhaling the fresh scent. "Eurus run back to the den, don't stop and don't look back," he words were quiet, rushed and even was pushing his son back towards the den. Once the boy began to move Frostbite stood tall and let out a deep howl summoning anyone who could fight. A mountain lion had crossed their borders and the young ones were in danger. Once finished he saw his son stopping and looking back. "Go!" he commanded. Then without warning he felt something smacking into his rib cage, hard and claws raking against his right cheek, the mountain lion attacking him out of no where. Taking him to the ground the impact sucking the air from his lungs momentarily before he forced himself to roll and kicking the cat off of him before he desperately pulled himself to his feet wheezing as he tried to catch his breath, blood oozing from the claw marks on his face. "Talk" & 'Think'
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