Broken Boulder a gaggle of goblins

at first, it seems a morning like any other as the sun slowly illuminates broken boulder — unfortunately, it's not. overnight, the sanctuary has been filled with tiny intruders; at least two dozen.
there are so many cats. they're all yelling.
the strong stench of cat urine has already permeated the territory, offering first greeting to any wolf roused by the seemingly endless yowling of many cats. they've shamelessly taken up residence around the boulder; some are fighting, some have already found their way to a cache, and others are running back and forth between new discoveries. one finds the entrance to the dens, and several more follow, marking the beginning of a very difficult day for bracken sanctuary.

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post by @Alarian

hey all things considered this is a schweet setup theyve made for themselves. shoegaze has a belly full of stolen meat and a mouth full of more stolen meat and really, just, as much stolen meat as his petite frame will allow him to carry (not petite for much longer at this rate). at first he'd been hesitant on account of the big smelly dogs everywhere (he does not like them one bit) but there's strength in numbers and anyway kero's here, so shoegaze is too, and they'll just have to DEAL WITH IT.

Drakonis couldn't stand the stench of the urine that had been spread around the territory. It did not belong to the pack and it definitely did not belong to a wolf at all. He'd never met a feline of any sort before so all he knew was that it reeked bad enough for him to be woken up. He growled and stood up, walking from where he had passed out the night before in search of where all that stink was coming from. Unfortunately for Shoegaze he was the first thing Drakonis came upon, he looked like prey and he reeked like their cache piles. "You thieving little..." He had no idea what it was, but it was about to be dead if he had anything to say about it. With a snap of his jaws and a snarl, he lunged after the cat.

The very first thing she noticed upon waking up that morning was that it smelled terrible.

Lily sniffled, unsure whether her nose was playing tricks on her, if it was simply the remnants of a nightmare she couldn't remember, or--

Before she could puzzle it out, a peculiar yowling sound echoed through the cavern, and a small, ginger form raced past the entrance to her den, a darker shape hot on its heels. "What the hell?" she said aloud, astonished. She rose to her feet, slipping through the tunnels, her nose wrinkled at the stench. Blinking, she emerged from Broken Boulder, and when her eyes adjusted to the light, she was blown away by what she saw.

She didn't know what they were. They looked like miniature cougars, except in all different colors, traipsing around. She damn well knew they hadn't been here yesterday; where had they all come from?! Some were feasting on rabbits; others fighting, fur puffed out. Lily stood, stupefied, and watched silently as one of the newer members of the Sanctuary began to address this incursion with fangs and claws.

"Alarian!" Lily called out, eyes wide with shock. She hoped he was near enough to hear her. "You have to come see this. Or. . .well, you'll smell it before you see it."

Korei heard...wait. What was that? And the smell! What was going on? She stepped out of her den, and just stopped as something ran in front of her. She let out a startled help, tail curling around her legs. "W-What was...What was..." She glanced around, and saw an unfamiliar creature.

the sudden appearance of weird-dog in his path is VEXING to say the least; the fur on his tiny body explodes like a dandelion, leaving him a strange orange puff ball still holding a mouthful of meat. his teeth get waaaaay too close for comfort but he'll be damned if he's dropping this meat, he'd rather DIE (at least like, theoretically). "y'll nv'r take m'alive, c'ppr!" comes his yowled war cry as he dive bombs into a mass of his brethren, using their riled forms as cover to try and slip away, prize intact ehehehe.

He had almost had the little thief before he dove into a swarming mass of puffed fur and ouch , sharp claws. Drakonis growled and backed away, licking at his maw where a feline had scratched him. He huffed and walked away heading away from the boulder, somewhere far far away where hopefully he could take a breath from the absolutely horrible stink.