Stone Circle primal instinct

He listened as the calls of the prey vanished, along with the sound of dancing hooves; the chance to eat had slipped through his proverbial fingers, and the younger cat was not too happy about it. But neither was the other.

Micco wasn't going to run off and hide from this guy, as much as he wanted to. It was the bizarre manner in which the other puma spoke that made everything seem.. Comical. Like his rival was trying too hard to be intimidating. The end of Micco's tail twitched, but that was his only physical response. He did not attack or run - simply idled.

 "These lands are no one's, fool," His lips peeled back and a hiss came from his chest, spraying the air with a fine mist of saliva as he finally took a step back, but did not leave. He was brazen to remain here. "Get out of my face, or I'll eat you instead." A laughable threat indeed.