Strips Of Black With Smears Of Red

Strix is back at it, running the path that has become his patrol route. The evening is warm as the sun sinks toward the horizon, twilight racing after the rays of light. Mismatched eyes search for any signs of predators, hoping to scratch a restless itch that is still plaguing him. His need to prove himself has driven him here and, soon enough, the scent of a predator reaches the pup. A smile plays on his lips as he moves to intercept the creature, ready to chase it off. From a patch of bushes a tiger lazily stalks out, tail swishing slowly.

Before getting any closer, Strix lifts his head and releases a short howl calling for help. With that done, the pup rushes for the tiger while barking and snarling. The large feline looks to the pup and hisses, a huge paw swinging back as it readies to attack the charging pup.


"Strix Klien"