Golden Glade Queen of Spades

 "Watch me, wench! I do as I please! These lands are MINE, and the next time I see you here you'll lose more than blood."
Roaring in anger, Charley did not relent in his attack to this tresspasser, charging forward like a tank. He was fully aware of the presesnce of his wife, and his efforts doubled in an attempt to keep her safe. Flinging himself at the pale wraith beside Aspen, he aimed to do more damage or drive her out: there was no in between in his mind, not now. She'd disrespected him, Aspen, their land (however new it was), and now was not heeding the many warnings to leave. 
Heh, it was her funeral.