Grouse Thicket Life in plastic

You! The girl snarled angrily, lunging for him. Zeke was always ready for anything, but this caught him a bit off guard. He tried to step back, but she was too close to miss her target. The way she had said you, as if she knew him. But Zeke was sure that he didn't know her. At this point he didn't have much time to explain anything to her. Instead his fighter's instinct kicked in and he took a defensive stance. She barreled into him, but with a quick kick of his legs he attempted to throw her off and retaliate by pinning her down. Muscles rippling and eyebrow's narrowed Zeke growled at her.

Who the fuck are you?! He roared, teeth barred as he stared at her. The female seemed way too keen to assume, hopefully she would recognize the differences. He scanned her again, checking to make sure he hadn't mistaken her for someone. But her odd markings, the ginger around aqua blue eyes. He definitely would've remembered her. Nope, she was just crazy. Zeke waited for a response, ready for whatever she wanted to throw at him next. Honestly hewasn't up for a fight, he'd more been hoping to hunt but if it was a fight she wanted it was a fight she'd get.