The Heartwood Getting heavy mixing glitter thighs

A cougar.

A curious stare to the feline creature- realizing.. Monty has never tasted one before. Did they taste like a wolf? Or perhaps the cats? Even the small squirrels seemed similar to them, were they like that?

But he was big, bigger then the wolves. It was a gaze of gauging.

Should they try.. Or should they avoid.. Primal instinct said to flee, but their stomach growled for a meal.

But Monty wants to live- so fleeing it is.