Moonspear cat and mouse

Dash wasn't one to usually care what others thought of him. So when the other male commented on his small frame, and lack of meat, Dash let it roll off of his shoulders. I'm not that much meatier, even without the famine, he choose to comment. Maybe more muscular, though he kept that to himself. 

The other male's body language did not go unnoticed, and Dash challenged it, his expression tightening as he raised his tail a little higher. He and the other male were only one rank apart, and usually Dash wouldn't bother to hold his own, but there was something about this male that put him on edge. Dash wouldn't have cared if it wasn't his gut telling him he needed to. The ebony male didn't think he was the only one this wolf was fooling with. If he was right, the weird-acting male would be putting everyone on edge.