Storm moving in.

Reaper was following behind Mae, without her knowing really. He was stalking her, watching her, wondering where she was going and why. His feet crunched the ice beneath him. He followed her along until the scent of two tigers flooded his pale pink nose. Sure enough, his love was charging at the big cats fearlessly attacking ones face. "Mae!" Repeater barked and charged in to help. He went for the tiger that Mae didn't attack, the free one. He was going to distract it to keep it from coming towards Mae. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a pup join into the fray. What was the little guy thinking!? He didn't have time to ponder as his jaws found the tiger's side of the neck. He was going for the kill. He would kill the damn thing and eliminate the threat right here and there.