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So. Basically, you have a forest. A forest of great, towering pines, completely undisturbed by man's evil influence. You can choose any animal in a temperate forest ecosystem, be it predator, prey, or something... in between.

There is a catch. Something very peculiar had come to the woods. The nomadic birds and beasts are speaking of a dark thing to come, descending on the land with full force.

Meanwhile, a litter of mountain lions are born. Three perfectly healthy lions. All except one dies in a mysterious way, wondering off and not returning. The single survivor of the brood is a strange little thing. Wise beyond her years, with blue eyes instead of the normal amber. Her mother has called her Stareye. It is she who, along with the help of her friends, must stop the forest from being destroyed by humans.

((To be continued in next post.))

Char. Name: Stareye
Age: Almost a year and a half at the start of the story.
Race: mountain lion
Personality: Quiet, inquisitive, smart, and sometimes playful.
Aooearence:
Stareye(she's the second one on the page.)

Char. Name: Stream
Age: Six years
Race: mountain lion
Personality: Quiet, strict, a bit of a worrywort, but wise. If she's having a good day she might tell a story (If you don't ask for one.)
Appearence:
Stream (last one on the page.)

Stareye wandered away from her sleeping mother. It was good that Stream was sleeping, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to leave the vicinity. She had smelled something not far away, and wanted to investigate, because it smelled like her. But different. She had smelled this scent before. Her mother always looked cold when she smelled it, and told Stareye to go into their cave. Then she would stand for a long while, staring north.

Alastor glided on an updraft, watching the young lion underneath him. Normally he wouldn't have been interested in such affairs. Today, however, the hunting was poor, and he was bored.

Stareye froze midstep. Something strange and black was standing not a stride away. And it was staring straight at her. She had a sudden memory of huddling near her brothers, of a huge, terrible eye, and a long, drawn-out cry. She sometimes heard that cry on clear nights, and it was always accompanied by this scent.
Calm down, she told herself You're almost the same size as it. And it may be friendly.
For the first time, she noticed it had another little animal with it, who apparently hadn't yet noticed her. It was tiny and spotted, like prey, but didn't smell like prey. She was very confused.

Zare barked in surprise as something landed next to him. Not only that, he saw just the faintest movement in the lion. " Elsie! Behind me!" he ordered, his eyes moved to the bush that caught the hawk that he saw out of the corner of his eye. Elsie screamed when she saw the hawk, that memory still wasn't gone, she remembered these creatures all to well. She darted between Zare's paws and cowered beneath him as a low growl came from his throat. Zare's fur rose, he was in an uncomfortable spot. He watched the lion for reaction, praying it wouldn't do anything. If so, he would give one heck of a fight.

Zare had almost calmed down, but then the worst he could think of happened. The lion hadn't been alone, and its companion was aggressive. He pulled his lips away to reveal his sharp fangs and snarled terribly, hoping to pause its movements so he could explain. He took a step back and bent lower to the ground to better cover the lynx cub beneath him. Elsie gave a frightened squeal when she heard the mountain lion's growl and ducked lower. Then she gathered her courage, what little she had, and ran around Zare's protective stance, shouting, " Leave Zare alone, you big meanie!" Zare's defense dropped as Elsie's sudden move shocked him.

Aishi pushed his way through the forest, and saw the odd grouping. Velvet came up on his heels.
"See something, Ash?"