Eye of the Tiger

Mæva rolled her shoulders forward and back, loosening up for the eventual battle to come. Her call was soon answered by a younger girl who bounded over to her with something in her voice that Mæva took for skepticism. "Nope!" She chirped. "I'm almost a yearling. I've been hunting with my band for a season now and I'm more than ready." She set her defenses and squared off against the older girl, her caracal companion stopping a few feet away from her. The stranger didn't need to know that she'd left the band with her father but if her previous encounters were any indication the pups in these lands seemed to be kept close in comparison to her more free-range upbringing.

"If you don't believe me go ahead and find out!"