peaceful still

Though the path may have been difficult for a wolf to traverse, it was easier for a lioness. A cave lioness, that was. Not quite your standard lion. More akin to a lion/tiger cross with the thick fur about her neck, the rippling muscles and the extreme size. Taiga was a sight that not many were lucky enough to behold. Today, luck would be on Hattori's side.

Taiga's delicate senses led her through the back passages of a thick, bamboo maze. The faint smell of housecat drew her inwards. Not having any of her own species to mingle with on this continent, Taiga was drawn to the smaller felines. They were so tiny and clever and quick. And so she followed their scent until the bamboo opened up into a wide space. The scent of water and fish filled pink nares and an interested rumble sounded from the cat.

Raspberry eyes shifted, noting that she wasn't the only one here. A big male wolf was inspecting the clearing as well. Low, but still very feminine tones crossed the distance between them. "I hope I'm not intruding." The scent of pack had been all over the outside pathways, but it had dissipated as she drew closer to this place.

"Taiga"