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

I will not bow, I will not break;
The tiger roared out in pain as Atreyu's claws met their mark, though he would only be blinded by blood. Her claws had barely missed the cat's eyes, but that was no matter, she knocked the five hundred pound beast off it's feet and went in for the throat. The pup surprised her, rushing in to grasp one of the tiger's paws. An odd pride flooded her alongside adrenaline to make her zero in on the tiger's throat. Opening her jaws wide, she gripped the tiger in a suffocating hold, not letting go even as it thrashed and swiped at her with its free paws. She wouldn't let a pup killer live, and if this tiger was doing it this time, it was used to stalking the young wolves of the area. It had to go.

"Talk." || Think || 'Hear.'