This Race is Nothing New

His travel north had been on a whim mostly but he hardly thought about the quick decision as he tracked a herd of caribou that was nearby. Alone he wouldn't be able to take out much except maybe a small baby or sickly elder, but if he got lucky maybe he wasn't the only one following this hoofed herd. He certainly hadn't expected to pick up on the scent of another cat, this one different than the cat he met around this area before. As he crept around the trees surrounding the wall in an attempt to stay out of sight of the herd, he spotted the smaller specimen the cat seemed to be eyeing, though it was still a bit difficult for either of them individually.

Although he didn't know this cat, his rumbling stomach wanted a meal and so he slowly approached but paused with enough distance to give him a chance at escape should he need it. "Care to team up?"

"Speech."