Sleeping Dragon i paid the iron price

Sangilak came from the opposite end. She herself stalked more adeptly, her ears rotating every which way. The other gave away their location again, and this provoked Sangilak to move. When she heard her pack mate, Sangilak rushed forward in explosive movements. She had not known what stalked them, but knew cougars were ambush predators themselves. This one was likely young—

She could not stop herself in time, but instead of seeking to come upon the other Sangilak instead felt her hindquarters tense as she moved to bound over the crouching creature. She cleared the other easily, forelegs pulled tight to her chest and hinds straight. When Sangilak landed, she turned upon the other, moving to snap at the face of the other, though clearly intending to miss her mark. Her point was made, and a low snarl eked forth before she rose. She then looked to Lorne triumphantly, her plume swaying and a knowing look in her eye: had it been a true predator, they would have brought it down. Not trusting herself to not discipline the other further, or else take out the remnants of her adrenaline and aggression both, Sangilak looked to Lorne and chuffed in quiet invitation for her newly-made comrade to join her on a patrol before she began to move ahead, back to her original path and plan.