Thunder Dome fireloam

Jolon watched as the dominant male left, bringing his companion with him. As relieved as he was, he did not look away till the both of them had disappeared into the shadows. He was disappointed in the cougars, for he felt they stood a chance, even with the numbers not in their favor. He was happy though that it hadn't ended in useless violence and bloodshed, but rather in a peaceful way. No-one got hurt physically, mentally he was not sure, for the male cougar didn't seem happy about the deportation. Maybe they had hurt his pride a bit, but it was better than an open wound dripping in red. 

He relaxed his muscles again, now focusing on the two wolves that had stood beside him this whole time. He did not recognize the younger white male, but he didn't care for now. He was more interested in what Asterr had to say. Perhaps the cougars should be followed, but Jolon was certain that they wouldn't come back. And if they would, they would chase them off again and again till they gave up.Perhaps. Although I don't think they will come back any time soon. Jolon said with a smile on his muzzle. And if they will, I will personally escort them out, you have my word. He had promised to keep them safe, that also included to not let filthy beasts like the cats into their safe-haven. He glanced at the white male, which he assumed was part of the followers of the dragoness. He knew that he was not capable of chasing away two big cats and neither could this younger frosty wolf. Perhaps they could form a team when encountering these creatures.Perhaps he could help me with that job. He said to Asterr, pointing with his muzzle to the white male.