TO FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE
03-25-2013, 02:30 PM
The overwhelming aroma of the canines was not only infuriating, but slightly nauseating as well. Beside the cougar, her cub hissed softly, as though feeling its mothers anger as its own. The wolf who seemed to be in charge of the wolves had called for its slaves to arrive, and so they came. The cat sighed inwardly, completely ignorant of the hierarchy of wolf packs. Following others, being followed, taking and giving orders... it seemed so useless to her. Her nose wrinkled in irritation as she crouched lower to the ground, growing restless as the wolves approached one by one.
Before long one of the larger wolves barked a warning at them, one who was much closer than the others. Her green eyes widened slightly, surprised that they had been noticed in the protective underbrush. A hiss of her own escaped her mouth, a nearly silent warning for him to leave her be. He seemed preoccupied with caring for his friends anyway, and the sinister look faded from the feline's face slowly.
Adrenaline coursed through the creature's body. Though the canine kept his distance, he still did not retreat. Perhaps he was trying to scare her off? If only they would let her be, but the canines seemed to have a false sense of ownership over the land that they inhabited.
Gently nudging her cub who seemed attach to her hip, the female pushed off with her strong back legs. Her cub followed in suit, the half-grown male following his mother's lead. The female was nimble, and was sure she could catch up to the wolf who had caught sight of her with ease. Then, it would be a matter of his strength against her agility. The cougar would aim to pounce on the male's back, aiming unsurprisingly for his neck, her claws extended from large paws her jaws parted, revealing sharp teeth. Beside her the smaller cub would aim to nip at the wolf's legs, following his mother's lead...
Before long one of the larger wolves barked a warning at them, one who was much closer than the others. Her green eyes widened slightly, surprised that they had been noticed in the protective underbrush. A hiss of her own escaped her mouth, a nearly silent warning for him to leave her be. He seemed preoccupied with caring for his friends anyway, and the sinister look faded from the feline's face slowly.
Adrenaline coursed through the creature's body. Though the canine kept his distance, he still did not retreat. Perhaps he was trying to scare her off? If only they would let her be, but the canines seemed to have a false sense of ownership over the land that they inhabited.
Gently nudging her cub who seemed attach to her hip, the female pushed off with her strong back legs. Her cub followed in suit, the half-grown male following his mother's lead. The female was nimble, and was sure she could catch up to the wolf who had caught sight of her with ease. Then, it would be a matter of his strength against her agility. The cougar would aim to pounce on the male's back, aiming unsurprisingly for his neck, her claws extended from large paws her jaws parted, revealing sharp teeth. Beside her the smaller cub would aim to nip at the wolf's legs, following his mother's lead...