Phantom Hollow Joking Victim

He wasn't taking her half-done display of submission very well, and, though she'd expected it, seeing him get to the point that he was snarling and raising his hackles at her made the petite little wolf immensely nervous. She didn't want to fight, knew she'd be terrible at it, and wasn't in the least bit prepared to risk her physical well being just to keep a position in the pack. Even if it meant giving that position to some ambitious kid.

As her nose wrinkled, Mitanni shrunk down lower, further tucking her ears and tail and just stopping herself from falling to her side. She licked at her lips, but didn't answer his aggressive displays with growls of her own, nor did she try to challenge him directly. But he didn't give up. He continued to come toward her, threatening and demanding the respect that he desired. He was really taking this seriously.

Realizing then that he wasn't going to back down, that it would come to a fight if she didn't end it already, the mottled black and brown female reluctantly heaved out a heavy breath and relaxed her expression defeatedly, letting herself fall to her side submissively and avert her gaze from Issun.