Moonspear i can't remember when i felt so free

arcturus received dragomir's nose-bump with a friendly wag of his tail, noting that dragomir had long at last settled and come to his own along his newfound kin. arcturus watched as he drank in the scent, committing it to memory. in hindsight, arcturus only knew lynx from one other occasion -- and that made him lucky as well.

unlucky now, though, that there was lynx on the mountain so soon to whelping season. he wondered if the savage cats were aware of this. if they tracked wolves the way wolves tracked them.

"it is predator -- a very large cat. not so large as a mountain lion, not so small as a bobcat." he tried to think of lynx, and what they looked like. "they are very tall, and very agile. they have bunny hind legs -- don't laugh --" arcturus canted his head, hiding a grin as he continued: "but really, they do. they leave us alone for the most part and mostly only hunt hare and rodents -- but during whelping season, they have been known to turn to hunting our puppies."