Swiftcurrent Creek pack activity · fight or flight

The first to respond to the sounds of distress was the nearby Haunter. Yet unaware of the predatory feline, he was coming from the opposite direction, loping and slow as he had no current presence of mind to do anything important. So when the yelping and snarling erupted, his one ear perked for a second to listen before his spindly legs sent him rocketing in the direction of the sound—hackles raised as adrenaline coursed through his veins and sent him quickly to the vicious scene that lay before him.

When the smell of cougar and blood reached him, he howled, a booming alarm for the pack to come as quickly as their feet could fly them; and he burst in upon his leader and the cat that was quickly overwhelming her. No further sound flew the mongrel's lips, as he launched himself at the hindside of the dangerous intruder, slick jaws seeking vengefully to catch it on the hip and momentarily draw its wicked ire onto him instead.