Otter Creek Let's go fish

When he heard the growling of another, he immediately went into protective mode. He turned around, teeth bared and growling with rage. He had thought this female had come to take his meal. Well, it wouldn't be that easy. "Retrag doamnă! A mea!"

 He stood his ground, muscles tense and ready to fight. He had been taught to always let your attacker strike first. Study them. Find a weakness. Then strike. His eyes locked on to the collar around her neck. If he could pull at that thing he may be able to choke her.