Redhawk Caldera The Dance at the Gym

Did a couple quick rolls for this one.
- Maximum two other participants, but as it's set at the foot of the Caldera, so is open to non-RHC wolves too.
- I rolled a 1d10 to figure out what injuries Bronco will take on, feel free to do so for your own, or make that decision yourself- no rules here :3
- I just figure we can go a few rounds, and then the cougar will run off.
- Would preferably like to keep this fast-moving, with a new round every 3-5 days at most.

The wind had picked up just a little bit as Bronco made his way down the slope toward the borders- not to leave, but to do a patrol while he was in the area. One more night, he thought, and then he would head back to the Glen. It'd been too long since he'd been able to spend this much quality time with his family, and he felt as though it was a much-needed visit, to work on his own personal relationships. Maybe this was a sign that he was supposed to be more present, for the new year. Maybe, this was just life's way of telling him he should visit more often, and actually seek out and spend real quality time with each of his relatives. The idea made him feel happy, and he still had a smile on his face when a large, stone-grey predator struck him right in the side, sending him tumbling down the remainder of the slope, watching the scenery roll around him in a blur of white snow, and grey skies. 

He came to a stop and slowly pulled his legs back underneath him, wincing slightly. Fortunately, the snow that had fallen overnight had definitely saved him from some severe injuries. While he was shaken and bruised, he felt fine, but-

- the cat had its gaze locked on him, and was prowling down the trail he'd created when he'd rolled down the slope. He gritted his teeth together, to show off his snare of teeth in warning, and switfly, he tilted his head back and bugled a short but loud summon- hoping someone patrolling in the area or even wandering nearby might come to his aid. The cougar had the high ground, and yowled at him in contempt. He thought perhaps it might be trying to make a claim on the caldera- though it had obviously not considered the fact that a pack of wolves had already done so. It continued to cruise toward him with long, confident strides, but Bronco held his ground, knowing to begin an attack without any backup would be suicide.