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Disa stood stock still, watching in quiet horror as the shape shifted and moved, becoming a silhouette she knew. He heart shifted gear, surging on a sudden injection of adrenaline.

It was not the done thing for a mountain lion to attack a wolf, but hunger – real hunger, the kind spelled out in the creature's raised ribs – makes a monster.

Disa was about to start backing away when she heard a crunch. The little wolf whipped her head around, spied Towhee, and began to shake her head vigorously.

Ahead, the lion dropped heavily to the ground. Fate palmed her dice.

1 - 10 it charges blindly, 11 - 20 it stalks, unsure. THE ROLL: 19