Duskfire Glacier I am the cut that ends foes—

He knows her mind—this is met with a rumble of appreciation and her own approval. A story to be told to their cubs, someday. 

Tikigâk found her body responding in kind. Her muscles flexed, and she stretched briefly before Tikigâk set into motion, beginning to trail the beast. She pushed their pace, but it would not be difficult for Faust to step in time with her. They had some ground to cover—better to get to the beast before it caused any trouble, as young cubs so often could when testing their strength. 

The scent is strong and easy to follow—Tikigâk knows they will see it in minutes, unless it had caught wind of them. She slowed enough to look around them, knowing the cougars to be ambush predators. They two would not be caught unawares—she had his back, now until death. 

With the wind in their favor, the cougar did not note them to have the wisdom to draw around—but the wilderness had become quiet. It was close.