Sheeeesshhhh

Okay, she was going stir crazy. There wasn't a whole lot to do and she was getting really, really bored. She had cleaned herself up a bit, but it was just random patches of fur she had licked clean, the rest of her was still dirty and she stunk like a dead animal. It was the only defense she felt she ought to keep because well...who would wanna touch someone that was smelly and dirty? She wasn't an experienced fighter and being a slave in this damn place, she was on the bottom of the totem pole and she hated living each day wondering if they were gonna come around and do something to her. So she was comfortable being smelly in an effort to keep them away from her.

As she sat there with the sun at her back, a lizard scuttled by in front of her and of course, Medusa gave chase. She darted after it as it zigged and zagged under bushes through some until it managed to slip beneath a boulder. She practically slammed into it, skidding to a halt and kicking up dirt and leaves as she tried to go after it, but it was no use. What she didn't quite realize, however, was that she had gone several yards outside of pack lands in her attempt to get it...

"Medusa"