Otatso Wetlands You'll get your boots muddy!

heck yes let's get u a trade! we can keep the attacks light or non-existent -- shard could just toy with them

they shrank in fear, the red-eyed woman barking an order to the other wolf. shardul's eyes shifted from her to the second of the pair -- he understood their tongue, and took pleasure in their terror. "pups? perhaps i shall find them and slay them for thy foolishness," he threatened in a rasping growl, his claws slipping from their sheaths to rake the ground. his attack was imminent -- yet he circled them, trusting that the coyote pup would keep aside and well out of his way.

ears cupped against his skull and shardul shrieked again; his teeth glinted before he sprang at the second wolfess. the cat did not intend to slay or maim -- not yet -- but merely to thrust her to the ground before he dealt with the red-eyed protector.