Blackfoot Forest Shallow shadowed nights

Jace froze when foxes burst from the tree line. Of all the gods he was certain they were coming after him again. But they were running from something else. He watched as a white cougar burst from the tree line, chasing after them. He felt bad as the one screamed over and over again, but he did nothing he just watched the blood bath. He thought he'd be sick as she started to eat the animal, as it was still alive. Even he was not that blood thirsty.

He listened to the large cat's purring voice and shrugged. I don't want your wee foxes, I had enough of them last night thank you very much. If you want more theres a pile of dead ones back in the forest. He nodded he had left them there as the little imp had grasped him and forced him to flee for his life and her's he supposed.

He studied the cat in front of him and spoke quietly letting his voice carry into the still night air. I'm jace then he fell silent, but kept vigilant. He did not know if this cat creature would really keep her word and not attack him, he may die, but by the gods he would take some of her with him.