Felltree Marsh be quiet and drive

What he finds is that someone else has beaten him to it. A cougar. 

The sight stops him in his tracks. Motionlessly, he watches for a moment, brimming with an icy fury and a lust for payback. The Bjern knows full well that his chances against a predator this size are slim. However, he could still be a nuisance and crash dinner.

And so, he creeps closer. Closer and closer, before the snowcrunch would betray his location.

Suddenly, Mulherin erupts. Snow flies from beneath his paws as he dashes toward the feline, a growl rumbling within his chest. A flash of his teeth, he strikes and delivers a harsh nip as he rushes by, then swings around to face her.