The Sunspire idk i guess it's just their swagga

thank u for starting u angel

holy shit, coelho had never been more terrified. she squeezed her eyes shut, tail tucked to her thin belly -- all she had been trying to do was track the scent of coyote, and all of the sudden there was a very burly, very masculine wolf in her vision. she instinctively curled into a ball, long ears flat to her skull and eyes firmly shut -- maybe if she looked unsavory, or rolled up like an armadillo, he might not kill her.

terrified but nonetheless willing to try her luck with the thickfurred creature, coelho let loose a pathetic whimper and brought her paws to her eyes in submissive horror.