The bitter wind somehow managed to get under my white short double coat, piercing my skin and making me shiver as I trudged through the snow. I was a saber tooth tiger and I was there shivering in the snow. How pathetic. It was taking longer than expected to get to the migration herd. Apparently there's an ice age coming and everyone was mirgating to the south of the valley to get away from it. I was in a pack of other sabers but I was an outcast. I didn't fit in. I didn't belong with them. So I left; decided to migrate on my own. I sighed and stopped letting myself sink into the snow and peer down at the bottom of the hill that I was standing on. My stomach rumbled as I saw an antelope trotted through the snow alone. Acting on instincts, I crouched low in the snow and crawled slowly down the hill, my eyes locked on my prey. When I reached the bottom of the hill, I stopped and touched my stomach to the ground, waiting for the antelope to get into position. He was about five feet away from me when I growled and leaped from my hiding spot. The antelope lifted his head and looked at me before surprise even had time to register into his eyes. As I was in midair, ready to rake my claws down the side of my meal, a great force slammed into my left side, knocking me to the ground, letting my food escape. Roaring in frustration and anger, I scrambled to my paws and turned around to see a golden brown saber tooth tiger with a white underbelly and green eyes. He had broad muscular shoulders that connected to a strong back and slanted down into powerful hindquarters. I tried to ignore how handsome he was and focus on that he was one who made me lose my breakfast.
"What do you think you're doing?" I snapped at him.
"Getting my food." He snapped back. I bared my fangs at him.
"Your food? That was my kill." He laughed at me and turned his back on me before he started to walk away from me.
"Yeah. That would've been some kill. Your jump was too short. . . Kitty." Becoming more furious, I roared and leapt at the saber, landing on his back and digging my claws into his skin. He bellowed and started to roll over onto his back to knock me off but I was ready for that. Instead, I unlocked my claws from his skin and let his body roll underneath my paws and put pressure back onto my paws when he was on his back, his underbelly expose. I placed a paw on his chest and smirked down at him.
"Was my jump short then?" The saber growled and threw his head into my chest, knocking me back onto the snow and him landing on top of me.
"No. But your temper was." I snarled before pushing him off of me and getting to my paws and began to walk away from him. "Hey, where are you going?"
"Does it matter?"
"Well, I'm just curious. I mean, sabers don't really travel alone." I stopped and looked over my shoulder at him.
"Look who's talking."
"What? Me? Oh, I'm traveling with a mammoth and sloth to bring a human baby back to a herd. I'll be joining my pack at Half Peak."
"A mammoth?" My mouth dripped with saliva as I thought about the fattening meat. I hadn't had a mammoth since I was a cub.
"Yeah, odd mixture. But I'll be leaving soon. You should travel with me, I mean, us. You'll be safer and we'll get to end of the valley faster." I cocked my head to the side and thought about it for a moment before nodding once and walking over to the saber's side. We walked at the same pace, our shoulders barely touching each other. We walked in silence for a couple mintues before I broke the silence.
"Silvia."
"What?"
"Silvia. That's my name."
"Oh." We took a couple more steps. "Diego."
