Lake Rodney burn

the wolf did not look to the sides of him, nor behind him. he merely plodded along, like most of his foolish kind, drawing up suddenly to stand still in his path. shardul too paused, wondering what the creature intended, the taut musculature of his body carrying him closer noiselessly.

jaws parted and the scream of a woman emanated with chilling force into the air. the screech reverberated from the mountains about the cat and his prey - it would be difficult to pinpoint the location of origin -- and beneath this sound shardul gave a low growl and began to slither forward once more, mouth watering for the anticipated kill.