It was left at the Aspen tree... right?

At barely one season of age, Citadel was still a tiny creature with oversized paws, and an inflated sense of invincibility. At the sudden sound of things colliding behind him, he yanked his head out of the hole and turned, wide eyed with surprise. It took him a moment to realise what he was seeing - a brightly coloured wolf, tangled with a tiger.

Why they had decided to start their fight by his hollow tree, he couldn’t fathom. But he wasn’t going to miss out on any of the fun! With a whoop of delight, Citadel abandoned his investigation of the hollowed out tree. Instead, he moved with speed as he sprinted suddenly towards them, attempting to grab one of the tigers paws in his maw so he could yank on it.