Big Salmon Lake A Swift Bite to Eat

Hi. Due to the fact that Stormfall is a bobcat, and pretty tiny compared to all wolves, this probably won't end well for her, but we'll see. I give you permission to catch/fight her, but please no fatal wounds or anything, and don't break any of her legs, etc.

Stormfall came upon the scene as silently as she could, her ears having picked up the sound of splashing water immediately. Being a lot smaller than a wolf meant learning from an early age how to run quickly and quietly, and she would have done so much sooner, had the scent of potential food not drawn her in. Most of the time, the cat was not as reckless as she was being right now. Wolves were very dangerous. A single wolf could kill her with a single bite, or swipe of its claws, but she was a cat. Cats were ever-curious, and this trait often over-rided their safety.

And so, she crept silently closer and closer to the growing pile of fish, hoping the sound of the splashing and the wet sound of fish slapping onto the ground would keep the wolf from knowing that she was near. The smell of fresh meat was tantalizing, and she opened her mouth to let her scent glands take in more of it. She wanted one of those fish, and she would have one if fate permitted. She was now fifteen feet away from the pile, which was far too close to the wolf for her liking. But she wouldn't give up now. Not now. With a determined gleam in her storm-grey eyes, she continued forward...