no time here in space

It's alright! (: Sorry for the super short post, my brain's been dead all weekend D: And also congrats on your 100th post! :D

Malachi wished he couldn't see the danger in tracking down the cats alone so clearly. Even so, he knew the desire to ignore his better judgment would only grow stronger if he ever came across a fresh trail. The musk of lynx always hung stale on the air, and this only served to frustrate the young Kalderon more. If the lynx still had free reign of the territory, they would always prove a threat to the Glacier pack until the wolves could chase them out - or until the threat of the cats forced the wolves out first. He eyed Týrr again, noting the weight in his agreement and the grim look that crossed his face. Yet Malachi felt his eyes linger on the male's size and strength, and the lithe Kalderon felt a stirring wish he could mirror the youth's broad form. "Have you come across any yourself?"