Porcupine Ridge roasted peanuts

Something did not settle well with the swarthy she-wolf, and it soon became apparent that another had trekked in to their home. The scent trailed further past the borders, and feeling anger flicker in to her veins like fire, Capri prowled toward the direction of their trespasser, her gaze cold.
 
Taggarik had found the offender before her, but it did not stop the regal female from gliding to the girl’s other side. A whimper was given – a pathetic excuse that she did not know. “How did you miss our borders? Are you nose blind?” The words snapped from her, a growl loosing itself from her jowls. Gone was the gentleness of her usual voice, and with her stance rigid and teeth bared, Capri snapped toward the ivory she-wolf, hoping to catch fur and scare her.