Otter Creek Conflict at Night

Rayder is lookin' for a fight apparently :P

Many of the wolves he was running into today were pure white, like that of his father. He despised it. So when he had started to return back to the pack lands and saw another of the silver coat, Rayder growled out of frustration. The male didn't have the blue eyes of his parent, but it didn't matter. Not only was his pelt something to hate, it was also stained with blood and wounds, making Rayder even more on guard. By scent, he realized that it was another pack mate. But he was tired, and his temper was short.

Rayder walked up to the male briskly, tail flicking up in an act of dominance. No one was around to see, so he had nothing to worry about. By the large looks of the other, he had a feeling he wouldn't be the type to go and snitch, and even if he was -- the stranger lacked proof. "You're sticking out like a sore paw, what's wrong with you?" The Kappa questioned immediately, tone demanding and snappy.