Rat in a maze

The Wall. Taiga liked this place quite a bit. There was good hunting on either side of the stone barrier, and the wall itself served as a decent point of reference in a geographical sense. The lioness was familiar with the area, so it was natural for her to frequent it. She'd fought bears and other beasts here. She killed here on a regular basis. She'd aided the local wolf population in their battles a time or two. She hadn't expected to come upon an injured child, however.

Taiga didn't know that pups came in such small packages. The pale child looked so fragile. So breakable. Especially compared to the feline's gigantic form. Ruby eyes moved over the pup, inspecting her injuries. Rounded ears shifted as the barest whimper emanated from the tiny wolf. Gently, the hulking cat wrapped her white, grey and black body around the pup, lifting her carefully so that she was no longer touching the cold snow. For one so huge, the cat was capable of being incredibly tender.

"It will be okay, small one. You're safe." Ever so carefully, the lioness pulled her tongue over the wounds on the girl's ribs and shoulder. Once the wounds were clean, she would allow the child to defrost, as it were. Then hopefully the pup would have enough energy to speak and tell Taiga just where she belonged. It wouldn't be the first time that the lioness had escorted a wayward pup back home.

"Taiga"