While roaming over the Pass and general Mountain of Dire area in general, Sagacity had come across some pawprints which made her reflect for a moment on the mountain's name. The footpads were large, not those of any canine. They were even larger on the snow as the pawpads would spread apart to give the feline the advantage of staying on top of the snowy surface. And unlike any canine, there were no clawmarks in the snow; she recognized these at once as those from a feline and after a moment's observation she knew that the prints were too large to be from a bobcat or lynx. These were from a cougar.She followed the tracks along the mountain's slope, her heart rising into her throat with each step she took toward the Pass. Turn, turn and leave, She willed the prints, but it was too late- the feline had already been roaming along the mountain's edge toward the Pass borders and her hackles raised as soon as she saw the trademark horizon of her pack's territory in the distance. With a snarl, Sagacity picked up a swift gallop, kicking up snow and slush as the ran through the light rain shower back toward her packlands.
Sure enough the fiend had crossed through the borders- and recently. Skidding to a halt, the sodden scout tilted her head back and uttered a brawling howl- one to threaten the cougar and issue its first warning to leave while simultaneously summoning others from the pack. She then continued forward along the trail, but froze in her tracks when she heard the sound of something loping toward her.
The cat slid to a halt as soon as it saw her and Sagacity lowered herself into a defensive crouch, tail rising above her back in a threat. The cat's wary eyes narrowed and it hissed, taking one step forward. Sagacity held her ground; this was their land, and the cat was intruding.
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