Shadowwyn Moor clan

Timber watched as the silver cat approached her. She drew in a breath as threatening words tore out from his throat. She was pleasantly surprised by his sudden change of tone. She watched him for a moment, making sure this wasn't a way to draw her in. She was no longer in any dominant position, she was neutral. She wasn't showing submission or weakness. Her eyes once again scanned over his physique. "My name is Timber. What is yours?" Her foggy blue-grey eyes focused on his each and every movement. They were soft though, and as the adrenaline washed away from her body, more and more pain shone through. She raised the corner of her mouth up to a weak smile and she waited for his response.