Moonspear i can't remember when i felt so free

arcturus had been doing scratch-and-sniff in the pinestraw when dragomir exclaimed, his voice hushed but urgent. following the yearling's gaze, arcturus at first didn't see anything. then his gaze was drawn to slow movement along the ridge -- instinctively he focused on the interruption of stone and foliage, coming at last to the figure prowling along the shale.

he froze, tracing the cat's path silently. then he looked dragomir with a nod, confirming the boy's suspicions and sharp eye. "let's try the intimidation approach first. don't get too close, but don't hide yourself either. stick to me." arcturus did not think a lynx would put up much of a fight if it saw two wolves - but he didn't want to play it risky either.

mantling the ledge in an easy jump, arcturus began to prowl after the cat. his head was low and his hackles lifted, his yellow gaze resting intently on the cat as it made its way north.