TO FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE
03-20-2013, 10:34 PM
The strong scent of blood hung in the air, wherever she seemed to go. The thick stench, reeking of iron, crept without warning into the feline's nostrils, mixed thickly with the scent of the wolves that inhabited the territory. All around her, the scents were accompanied quite unpleasantly by the markings they seemed to leave all around. A single female cougar, accompanied by a young cub, found herself skirting the wolf pack's territory. She was aware of the other felines who had begun to take a liking to this particular land, and was just as aware of the damage they had done to some of the canines who had claimed this land as their own.
The tawny female moved skillfully from the underbrush as her eyes scanned the distant horizon. Beside her, her cub began to move as well, pressed against its mother for protection. Paws carried her slender form under the cover of fallen tree limbs, under thick shrubbery as her twitching nose found the scent of the wounded creature. It was not a wolf, but the scent was ridden with an awful smell that she was sure was of canine origin. Her cub purred innocent;y as the boy rubbed his face against the short fur of his mother's side. With a sly smile she would continue on, her target destination obvious.
As she approached them, the cougar's pale green eyes gleamed as she caught sight in the distance. Though nocturnal by nature, the smell of blood had awoken her easily from her slumber. The silent creature would stalk the duo carefully, each paw placed carefully on the ground as she made her way closer to the beasts. Even the gentle breath escaping from her unhinged jaws was so silent it seemed as though the creature was hardly breathing at all, as she crouched with her cub beside her, eying the canines with an undeniable hunger. Though darkness would've been beneficial to her, the cougar was stealthy and alert as she crouched in the protective embrace of the vegetation, green eyes unblinking and aware. The two wolves seemed to be fretting over a much smaller creature, and their very scents were heavy with nervousness and -- was it fear that she smelled?