Greatwater Lake Albino VS. Albino

Though she was rewarded with the lovely taste of blood, she did not get the kill. The pair ran from her before she could deliever any lasting blows, and they ran away. The cougar hissed, licking the blood off of her maw. She let them run, let them gain some semblence of hope. She would be back.

The White Ghost melted into the snow, hiding the stains of blood and sneaking off into the undergrowth. The hunter flanked them for a bit, watching their trail before disappearing. They would not be safe yet.