[Quest] bent out of shape

As her silent companion advanced into the brush surrounding them, Danica fell in step behind, protecting her back. She knew that felines had a penchant for sneaking up behind, their natural stealth making it the obvious choice of strategy. A part of her hoped it would. While an upfront confrontation would be more ideal, the ambush would be better than having it disappear into the territory once more. She would rather the cat come across she and her packmate here than one of the children. Her eyes blazed at the thought.

Hatshepsut might be calm at the moment, but Danica was fuming. The yellow-bellied creature needed to come out where she could get at it, now. It was this temper that oftentimes got her into trouble in a fight, but it also lent her a ferocity. The thought of one of the pups wandering into the lynx's path unawares made her even angrier than usual. They needed to smoke it out, sooner rather than later.

Perhaps it would become her own personal vendetta.