Fox's Glade I can feel it humming

He countered her show of possessiveness with a growl of his own, and Lakhesis eyed him cautiously as he spoke, noting his unaggressive stance. Still, she didn't want to take any chances — especially not against a fully-grown male. The scars that marred his face added to her wariness. He went to move onwards, though, not showing any interest in her meal. Lakhesis almost went back to wolfing down the rest of it before the scent he carried hit her. She was familiar with it. "You're from Blackfeather," she stated with confidence, looking up to catch his gaze.