You're treading through a marshy place, the sun is shining brightly through the trees, blaring in your eyes. As you carry the plump squirrel you caught earlier, you become wary of nearby scents. You started to believe it was a pack, until the scents varied of different species and you figured it was just the ones living nearby. So you sauntered onwards, pushing the bushes that got in your face. It was dark and all you needed was a shelter. The trees disappear and you find yourself in a clearing. There are many mixed in scents, but you're undaunted and move on. A luxurious waterfall flows in front of you and as you look past you see it opens up into another clearing. You walk through. Then you shake off your drenched pelt and look around. Canines! Felines! Everywhere! You step back in fear,