Shahelda had a small smile on her face as she strolled through the territory. The sun was shining down on the world, seeming as happy as the dark furred female was. A light breeze swept across the hilly area, carrying with it a scent that destroyed the Saigh's happiness leaving her with a feeling of panic. The scent of an intruder, she didn't know what to do, she looked back and forth from the direction the scent was coming from and back toward the dens of her clanmates, before finally deciding to check that there was an intruder, and the scent wasn't just being blown in over the border.
She crept toward the source, the wind that blew the intruder's scent toward her, was also blowing her scent away, if she didn't want the intruder to, they wouldn't even know she was there, that is until she stepped on a twig. The twig broke with a loud snap, just before she was able to see the Saigh she had smelt, she cursed silently, wondering if she should run, or stay.
