Heron Lake Plateau Somewhere sunshine burns

On the one hand, there were more wolves the longer time ticked by. On the other, the stench of the cat-beast was also growing, and Indra didn't know what to make of it, even with Sadey's partial explanation. The young woman recognized something about the scent that reminded her of humans, from her days surviving on the streets with Gun. It wasn't a strong scent of those upright creatures, though. The cat-smell was overpowering.
Another wolf spoke up, this one Indra didn't recognize: Not a cougar. Well, that was ominous to hear. Indra couldn't recall the last time she'd seen a cougar, if she'd ever seen one. The scent was so far-off from bear-scent which she did recognize, and set her on high-alert.
Hypervigilance could only take you so far, though.
Her fear spiked as the wolves gathered, and Indra tampered it down as best she could by leaning in to her innate rage, summoning her voice to call in to the wilderness: WELL COME ON THEN, SHIT HEAD! WHERE ARE YOU?
Better to get this over with; she wasn't a fan of being stalked.