Blackfeather Woods In Times of Rage, Voices Cloud the Mind

Someone was watching him. The dark male was sure of it. He paused with his head still lowered, his gaze shifting from right to left. There was no movement that he could spot. His head rose as he turned around to face a light brown wolf. A warning growl sounded from his throat, low and deep. This one belonged to the scent he had caught mixed in with the deer. He wonders if the female had circled around to get behind him. Were her intentions harmful then? His tail rose as did the hair along his spine. The stranger was too close to Lusa's den. 

He took a few slow steps forward. Teeth shone beneath black lips. He snapped his jaws together with another growl, this one threatening. Grim was becoming over protective of his mate. It wasn't a good quality to mix in with the shadow tainting his heart. It was a deadly one. "Who are you?" She would have to be extremely considerate of her actions now. If Grim determined this stranger to be a potential threat, he would attack without hesitation. Not that he wasn't already planning his assault.

He would lunge forward if she declared to be an intruder. Zone in on her neck. Attempt to pin his teeth around it. If she managed to wiggle out of his grasp, he would break a limb with a crunch from his jaws. She would either fall or remain standing on three legs. He would snap another leg to get her to the ground if he had to. Grim would feel no remorse in doing so. In fact, the darkness inside would welcome the screams that would stab into the air. Why hesitate now? the voices questioned him. Kill her,they demanded of him. Grim began to consider listening to those voices. For he could see in his mind's eye that once she had fallen to the ground, he would rip the flesh from her throat. It would take her a moment to die. There would be an increasing pool of blood beneath her body, soaking into the dirt. And he would just watch....

But what if she is a pack mate? Another lighter voice questioned him. She would be protected under pack law. Grim snarled at this voice. He shook the bloody vision from his head. That's the one detail he had to find out now before finalizing a decision of killing or warning this female. He honestly hoped for the latter. Sometimes he really enjoyed his old personality. So now he waited, staring down the female with a deadly gleam in his gaze.