Rising Sun Valley pen in one hand, sword in the other

Ears twitching, he furrowed his eyes and looked at her. If she was a former member, then what was she doing poking around and asking questions? It was raising his suspicions further, even if Dovev had little reason to protect this territory. But he liked it, he lived here, and there was currently no room except for him.
I was. The rest of the pack moved, he explained curtly, gray eyes molding into cold, dry pebbles.
He decided to be forthright and skip all courtesy. Why are you here? Who are you? She was a trespasser in his eyes, and could only tolerate enough curious snooping before he had enough.