Tormented Tarns enter stage left

the mountains were his territory now, he supposed. that's what umi had said right? something about lions holding territory? well, he'd spent enough time on the range that he had, in a sense claimed it. but not really. he wasn't the territorial type, or even knew that one had to be territorial. he hadn't seen such a thing back home with his owner. everyone just knew where to go and stayed there. he never saw fights over land before.

so he walked with what, for benry, looked like confidence through the mountains that he occupied/owned. there were still places that he had not explored, nooks and crannies that were hidden under the peaks. these many mini lakes were something he hadn't seen before, and his innate cat curiosity pulled him there. 

benry lapped at the waters of one of the lakes. nnnniiiiiice, uhhh, uhhh, water he said to himself before taking another sip. he looked around as he drank, observing his surroundings — he was becoming more like a wildcat as the weeks went by. there was a wolf! or sum'n. he couldn't tell. they were snapping and scratching at themself, though. yoooo mannnn, he called you uhhh, tried some-a this, uhhh, this uhh water?