This time, Terror is watching her closely, and follows her secretly, having rolled on rotten fresh-kill only moments earlier. She wants to find out where Cherrykit goes each day.

She wonders deeper into the forest before she reaches the spot. She sat and waited for a while.

Terror remained hidden, watching.

Soon after a young fox appears prancing his way through the trails. "Hunter!" Cherrykit yells out. she runs and tackles him.

"Cherry you do this everytime! Stop it!" he trips over, landing on his back.

Terror chooses this moment to reveal herself, growling, "Cherrykit, get back to the camp. I'll deal with your little friend."
She was angrier than she had been for a very long time.

"Wait! Miss Terror, whats wrong? " she questioned getting up from Hunter, her head tilted


Hunter whimpered seeing the larger cat

Terror growled at her, "Camp, now!"
Her claws were unsheathed and dug into the soil.

She whimpered, scurrying back to the camp. The young fox running the opposite way.

Terror charges, rapidly gaining on the fox.

He panicked, beginning to dip in and out of the forestation.