Duck Lake :o :p :3

With the threat of the cougar over their heads, Ukko is hesitant to leave the pack lands.  He doesn’t want to leave his pack mates stranded should the creature show back up to finish the job and do more damage.  He isn’t much to travel, he likes staying home, but there’s been this urgency to search and find the cougar, to find answers.  He knows he can’t take on the creature on his own but if he’s able to find the source, they could recoup and figure out what to do.  A blood thirsty cat with a taste for wolves isn’t a threat he wants hovering over his head.

He’s careful as he travels, ears up, nose sniffing constantly.  Any sign of the cougar and he’d know it, following along with the wind so his own scent is in another direction.  It makes it easy for him to note the scent of another as the wind blows cold on his face, letting his own in the opposite direction.  If she knew about the feline, she wouldn’t be haphazardly  lounging around in a neutral territory, unprotected, but he doesn’t speak out.  Not yet anyway.  Instead, he offers a deep chuff to draw attention to himself as he stands several yards back.