Blackfeather Woods Aimless Direction

It was official, this wolf was on Twitch's shit list. He was a prime example of why the weasel held a great disdain for larger predators: they were arrogant fools that couldn't see past their own damn noses. Just because they were bigger they thought they were better than all the little guys who they so erroneously threw into the same bucket. How naive the wolves could be.

Twitch ducked out of reflex when the wolf's jaws snapped at him, but he did not flee since the snap had only been a feint and he recognized it as such. The weasel had enough when the wolf spoke again, referring to him as worthless. Without warning, he shot forward, running between the wolf's towering legs. He made to land another bite on a hind paw this time, one more savage, wanting to inflict as much damage as he could with one quick move before darting off again.