Northstar Vale I said don't look back, just keep on walking

A soft stirring of whiskers and he slowly stepped into the den. He took a moment to let his eyes adjust and saw fairly quickly what was in the corner. And well it wasn't tiny.

It skittered and skated and moved about. But Reyson wasn't a warrior for nothing. Though his enemies were usually much bigger.

He shifted and darted a paw forward and caught the creature between floor and paw. It made a soft crunch when he pressed and guts went all over his paw.

Nasty. he wrinkled his nose, but doubled down just in case. When he was certain it was dead. He scraped up with claw and paw and found the nearest grass spot outside and began a scrape of paw along it.