Moonspear i can't remember when i felt so free

Lynx? He couldn't recall ever hearing of such an animal. He swept toward the dead foliage and pressed his nose low, sniffing among the pebbles until he glided over the scat and breathed the scent in. No, he said, finding he was unable to place the scent. He'd never smelled anything like that before. What he didn't realize was how lucky that made him. He'd never come across a puma, a lynx, a bobcat... nothing to compare this to.

Is it prey or predator? he asked, wagging his tail low at his hocks when he turned to greet the pitch Beta properly. A quick reach of his muzzle to bump the man's dark chin as he swung around, prepared to follow wherever Arcturus would lead him on the mountain. Of all the wolves upon Moonspear it was this swarthy male who seemed to have picked up on Dragomir's interests and sought to teach him more than just fighting and defending himself, and for that, the boy harboured a lot of appreciation and trust for Arcturus.