Ghost Lion Crag xxxxv. it's a waste of time

AW, ecologist mastery #8

There were signs of pronghorn and mountain goats in the low, rocky terraces of the Crag but the prey were not the only beasts to call the low rise home. Lótë could smell the faded odors of at least one or two cougars in the area. She kept a close eye out as she explored, hoping she might come across one of the lions from a safe distance in order to observe it without endangering herself.