Simon slowed when he got closer. He watched from a distance. There was a large armored feline and a small wimpering pup that he guessed was the sorce of the calls. He was much larger than this feline but size did not matter. Simon momentary felt heartsick as his mind wandered and thought of his second in comand before the pack was attacked. He was always quite small but was a skilled warrior. Simon let his paw hit a bush to allow the feline to know he was here.
"Is there a reason you scaring a alone pup?" He asked softly.