Claire pushed through the last of the thick underbrush and gasped. A second bobcat—a much smaller one—was caught in a hunter’s snare. Its back leg was trapped in the tight wire, its body twisted in distress. The mother bobcat circled anxiously nearby, ears flattened, tail twitching.
She had been led here for this. Claire’s mind raced. She had no tools, no way to cut the wire. But she couldn’t just leave it.