Stjarna sniffed around the border of the valley, a valley that until recently had housed a pack. They could smell the faded, lingering scents but with nothing fresh to catch his attention they decided the pack was no longer living in this area. Carefully, they crept into the valley. Star moved cautiously at first, ears swiveling to try and pick up any sounds of a threat but as they walked farther and farther into the valley their confidence soared. Wooo, no pack to ruin the party!
Oh wait… Star slowed to a stop at a curious scent. It was a big cat and it smelt sick. Looking to the side Star spied a large male lion that appeared to be injured but that wasn't what had caught the wolf's attention. It looked up at him and Star could tell from its eyes that something was wrong in its head. This lion was not well. Hackles raised and Star growled as the lion charged.
