The dark night was cold but he was used to it . He had just filled his stomach with a young deer, stripping the meat to the bone with his teeth was easy. Today was a good day. No hunters, no bears only the king of beasts and his kill.

He sat next to a tree , his tree. A tree that was special but his mind struggled to remember why. That’s right. His mate … his mate was under this tree. His sense of small could still smell her down there. It was the reason he stayed in this forest. She was his and he colloquies not leave the only female of his kind. Hazy memories plagued him when he sat there. He decided to stay here .. to protect her resting place. He would stay here forever for her.