Great Bear Wilderness Walla walla

They closed in on the carrion. Rather, she closed in while Peregrine ghosted after her, both light and fleet of foot as he hung out in the background. While she presumably fed, he began sniffing around the general area about one hundred yards away. There were so many interesting scents out this way, including the strong odor of a mountain lion. Peregrine's fur prickled. Perhaps the cat had made the kill they were about to finish.

At length, he paused, then sat on his haunches and licked his chops. He watched the bear in the distance, ears continuously pivoting and nose wriggling. He waited patiently, even when his stomach started to growl audibly.