Phantom Hollow Joking Victim

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Her amber eyes remained fixed on the dark-hued yearling, reading only seriousness within his stoic expression. He wasn't aggressive, not by any means, but there was a clear display of authority as he marched closer toward her, ears and tail raised with a calm but determined growl rumbling off of him. She heard quietly somewhere off to the side the telling bark of Malice, but like Issun she didn't look away. She couldn't. This was ultimately between them.

Being more of a flighty creature by nature, her instincts immediately threatened to drop her to her side and submit without question, but she was reluctant. Her head lowered and her ears folded partly back, her tail tucked against her legs, but her expression fought the authority Issun tried to display. He was only a kid, younger than her and untried as far as she knew. Was he really ready for responsibility?

Fidgeting on her feet, Mitanni backed a step away from the dominant young wolf, avoiding any direct challenges to his display but also avoiding complete submission to his authority.