Not here

It was the first time the Warlord had caught a predator scent in the Col since they had taken it over. The woods, with its great expanse open to the world, was one thing. But the Col? He growled as the scent reached his nostrils. Sniffing the air as he attempted to determine where the mountain lion had come from. It had climbed, it had to have. He looked up at the rocky expanse around them. He needed another wolf with climbing, before the mountain lion got any braver.

He raised his head and howled an urgent call to his Champion, before making his way up the first light point to see if he could find where this bastard was hiding out.


"Speech"