Hero to Zero

*Glacier* · (This post was last modified: 04-12-2015, 12:01 AM by Glacier.)

Patrols where routine for glacier, even before he had become an alpha and this land hand been sanctioned as their home. Patrols told him what was out there, and was something that aided in the safety of his family. At this stage he could vertically do his patrol on his sleep, and perhaps it could be said that he didn't put as much attention into it as he should have. It wasn't just the familiarity of the action that lulled him into loss of attention, it was a mixture of things, and it would be the latest developments of his relationship with anais at the core of his problem. He had come to the realisation that he loved her, he had watched her fall asleep and vowed that he would watch over her. He missed her desperately, but having already sacrificed a great deal of time to her rather then his family, he knew he couldnt let her monopolies his time much further, he would see her again soon and the time between would not kill him.

He almost missed the sent of wildcat, and had there been anyone near by they might have found it amusing to watch the brute stop mid stride and backstep to where the scent had been strongest. It took a bit of nosing around to get a picture of what had happened, but sent and footprints in the soft dirt could tell him a young mountain line had come to the border, passed a length of their scent markings, before moving on again. Something about the actions troubled him - first and foremost, what was a puma doing around here? It was the first time he had ever caught the scent of one anywhere near his home land. Second, why had it not turned away immediately at the scent border? Its like its passage had been scouting in its own right, and that deeply troubled the brute. He glanced once back into their territory and furrowed his brow. He would play it safe, he would track its scent back and learn a little himself, if it looked like he was walking into trouble, he would call on voltage and sere, if it looked like nothing he would move on. the titan gave a firm, if slight nod, it sounded like a plan. He crossed over the terratory and started into the rouge lands.

The trail didn't take him far, another reason to worry, and as he got closer to the den he would catch another, strong scent, that of blood. He tilted his head, puzzled. It didn't have the taste of herbavour to it, in fact, he would guess that the scent was indeed puma, was she injured? He would procced with caution, creeping closer to the den until he was able to peer inside. Before his eyes could adjust to the gloom, there was a flurry of movement, startling him into taking a step backwards as the crazed animal charges him. With a growl of suprise he threw himself to the side, and then the puma and him both where outside the den in a stand of. The brutes ears where to his skull, and his hackles where raised. He cut an imposing figure with his titanic size, despite the face that his lean muscles where concealed beneath his thick coat. It was a rare day that he was attacked unprovoked when there where always easier pickings elsewhere. That the puma showed no signs of backing off was the first clue to her insanity. The pair would stand in an awkward stalemate, before she began to move. As she started to circlez so also did he, neither of them letting up the advantage or allowing the other to face anything other then head on. Glaciers lips curled into a snarl, and the Lukas wild eyes met his, and he would see in them that this wasn't going to end easily. The scent of blood was fresh now, and he would see the wound on her hindleg, cracking open with the jostling of each step. Glacier was mentally cursing himself, having thought his own size would be imposing enough to avoid this very mess, ans wishing he had brought back up to scare off the cat - he had no wish to kill her. He snarled again and broke the formation to step towards her, having no wish to continue the impasse.she growled herself and he fluffed his fur up further, pulling his lips over his fangs as he stepped closer yet.

His adversery was reconsidering her stance he could see her fault, and glacier three back his head and howled. The puma turned, and ran, and glacier gave chase, with the intend of changing her mind of ever settling near his home again. He tore through the trees, and the puma gained ground - glacier was a heavy figure. The puma was out of sigh in moments and he was just considering turning and coming home, turning his head back towards pack lands when his foot came down awkwardly, it didn't find purchase on the ground but instead kept going, straight into a concealed rabbit hole, and we his foot stopped the rest of him kept going, he was thrown insintly to the ground, hitting his head with a powerful crack, and would lose consciousness immediately. that he had a broken leg and a concusion there would be no doubt.

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