See ya later, kitty cat

After the little scuffle he had with the small pack of coyotes at the border, he had a feeling that they would either be back or some other predators might start getting similar ideas as winter progressed and food became even more scarce. He knew he was likely being far too over protective, but he began to insist on going out with Keahi whenever she went to do her usual patrols. It did give him the added benefit of getting to spend more time with her and gave him more opportunities to step away from his work. He always enjoyed what he built, but if he kept at it too long his muscles started to ache and it was good for him to get out and walk around for a bit.

As they were following the border that wrapped around the Mile-High Woods, a snap of a twig and the rustling of branches caught his attention, making him stop where he stood and look out toward the sound with his hackles bristled slightly. Seemingly out of nowhere, a large mountain lion leapt out toward them with an angry yeowl. The smell of fresh blood on the air told him they must have gotten a bit too close for its comfort while it was eating–not that they could have known that until now. He snarled and leapt into meet the feline half way, slamming his shoulder into its own and knocking it back away from the two of them and forcing it to scramble back to its paws.

"Ruga Amanto"