Horizon Ridge trying to act hard with your gun up

The answer was unexpected (really Gristle didn't even know what he was expecting), and he quirked an ear sideways in confusion. The hell did scurvy mean? He cast a suspicious glance behind him, wondering if the man had spotted a rangy wolf or coyote roaming the coast. However, they were the only two present. The light suddenly flicked on in his head that the smirking stranger was referring to him. Gristle let out a growl and his tail arched above his back. He still did not smell Wednesday upon the other's pelt. "Dog?" he spat, indignant, taking a step forward.