Moonspear the devil at your door

The guardian was merely doing his patrols when the call came out. While he wasn't necessarily far away, the call that came from the origin, followed by a second, was more than enough to bring him out. Kane went off in a sprint, getting to where his leader was located at. A few wolves had already gathered together, and Kane stood by waiting for orders. 

The smell hit his nose hard. Cougar. It was either on a rove for it's "territory" or it was hunting. With younger wolves in the midst, and being bitter enemies with such predators, the pack had no choice but to act. Kane sniffed the air and growled a bit. "Rutheless creatures. We must fight and not hold back." Kane said his two cents as he scanned the area. Muscles twitching in the interest of defending the pack, but actually getting in a good fight. 

He had fought them before in the past, but that was during a time where Kane was more youthful and had energy. At a year and a half, he was expected to get into every fight the pack had to be involved with. Now at three, though he was still young, he wasn't as energetic as a youth but that would not stop him from defending his home.