Lake Rodney burn

Dash was contemplating his next move when a voice reached him. He turned, his hackles standing on edge. It was the cat he seen slink away just a few moments ago, coming up behind him. He made a mental note that these feline were quiet and able to move quickly. The words he uttered were an obvious threat, but Dash did not flee instantly.

The dark wolf knew his long legs, lean frame, and years of traveling had built muscle meant for running. His eyes went over the cougar, sizing him up. He had muscle, and his frame was large- a creature meant for taking down its prey. But, how fast was he? Dash was feeling a little risky. "Here kitty kitty..." he replied. Maybe he was being stupid, foolish, risking his life for nothing. But, he didn't take kindly to someone threatening him for no good reason. Besides, he wasn't going to let the cat catch him. His body braced for the moment his opponent would come after him, ready to turn and run.