Great Bear Wilderness Deep at night within the woods

He snarled and whipped around, his angry gaze landing on her as he snarled loudly. Quickly she noticed the scar on his eye that mirrored her own with freakish accuracy. As she looked him over more carefully, still not moving a muscle, she noticed that there was an odd resemblance between them. They both had russet fur, haunted eyes and bared the scars of war. Only his red eyes were full of hate, while the storm in her silver orbs had calmed, leaving only a sea of silky grey, cold and emotionless.

She twitched her ears and met his eyes, tilting her head to the side a mere centimeter. "Is that so?" she replied, her still form cloaked in shadows, still a safe distance from the mad beast.