Sequoia Coast %Sharp words and bloody paws

@Lotus

The tawny male mountain lion observed his prey from the top of his ambuscade. The small rabbit pranced about in a gleeful manner that made Advin despise it. It did not worry about what could happen next, as it just wandered about, sniffing here, sniffing there. Advin shuffled a bit, sending some lose twigs cascading down on the ground, prompting the rabbit to run. 
"Dammit" Advin shouted. Pushing off the branch with all his might, the mountain lion flew off the branch in a graceful motion, crushing the rabbit under his enormous bulk. Sniffing the fallen prey with vigor, he prepared himself for his hearty meal. Suddenly, his great sence of smell caught something not far away from him. However, he couldn't tell what

Lotus uses colors to describe her emotions 

Lotus felt yellow that day. She was in a good mood and loved the sensation of the cool sea breeze on her face. The scent of salt touched her nose and she breathed deeper.She was born in a valley, but birthed from the waves, and every bit of her knew this.

The pallid female trotted on, the blue sable on her coat was ruffled in the cool winds. She had been feeling fine, until her indigo eyes spotted it.A large tawny male, gazing down upon a rabbit.She watched as he crushed it underneath his body. She herd the snapping of bones with her disk-like white ears and grimaced in disgust. Even she, a coywolf, was more humane than that. She contemplated howling, but her ghostly voice would draw his attention quickly. She felt brown. Red:ANGRY.And Green: Disgusted. She leaped down from the rocks and ran, ran in a loop from the opposite direction he was facing. She was downwind, so her salty sea scent would most likely not catch the sleek male's attention. She hoped not at least, for it was unwanted.

Advin heard it. The disgusting sounds of paws colliding with rock. The click-clack of toenails, the feral, uncivilized breaths of the dumb brute. A wolf. Advin's eyes darted left and right, trying to pinpoint the sound. Hastily climbing up into a tree, he peered down and waited. Sniffing once more, he only recognized one source of the sound- meaning he would be facing a loner. His head darted around, trying to see the wolf. he caught a few glances of her sleek, streamlined body. It was obvious she took care of herself, unlike he did. He starred at himself in disgust. For whatever reason, he felt more inclined to speak to this wolf rather than attack it outright. He decided to try to communicate with it- that is if it was capable of communication.
Leaping down from the trees, he growled, trying to get its attention. With a proud purr, he announced himself to the wolf.
"WOLF" he cried. 
"HEAR ME, FOR I AM ADVIN"