Firefly Glen Star light, star bright

She noticed a blur of movement and whipped her head up, ears swiveling to catch even the most delicate of sounds. Magenta eyes pinpointed a coyote of sorts standing by, not bothering to hide its scavenging intentions. Such sights were not uncommon to the puma, and sensing that it was alone, she would not make a move on it. Still, she kept an eye on the creature as she fed, now moving to feast on the stomach contents of the ungulate.