Zaro0

Cress awoke to the sound of snarling and whimpering in the distance. Fighting. Not good. He jumped to his paws and shook out his fur, wincing when the scar on his neck he had receive a few days prior began to sting. as the pain subsided, he slunk out of his den and looked for any signs of a fight. Nothing. Well, nothing except for the lingering scent of a coyote and a wolf. Oh no...  Cress thought as he began to follow the scent, only stopping when he lost track for a moment. Only when his paws began to pick up pace was when he heard voices. One male and the other female, both coming from a clearing up ahead. "Get out of here you rat!" the