Jade Fern Grove a lion born of things you cannot be

For such a large creature, Morran was surprisingly good at hiding. When it became clear that the wolves were here to stay, she did just that.

Certain scents were impossible to mask, of course. The one with the unsightly white fur had happened upon a patch of cooling piss - it was too late to take back the evidence, and she could only hope that the pack wasn't stupid enough to go running after a fully grown bear. For all they knew, she could have cubs - and everyone know that mother bears had superpowers.

She had hoped they would just leave. The tornado had robbed Morran of two children, and even though she had not been the warmest of mothers, the loss had pushed her to the very edge of sound mind. The swarm of intruding pests did little to help bring her back from that state.

The unmistakable sound of wolves roused her. Twice now, the pack's exploration of 'their' new territory had forced Morran to move, pushing her further and further north. Soon, she would run out of forest.

With a dampened growl, the great bear lumbered slowly out of sight.

One-off post.. :) Feel free to have Jorunn spot her.