Sleeping Dragon I have fought the good fight

Goliath steps back upon her words but does not leave like expected. Part of her is appreciative but there is little to threat from the smaller wolf and they aren't terribly far from her border. Sriracha feels the silence without being addressed again and an irritated flick of her ear and a quirk of her eyebrow is the only thing she offers of her displeasure. She remains silent as he speaks and for a long moment she stares, watching him to further gauge his interest.

The destruction of the phoenix wolves had been over a small rabbit and miscommunication. Had Esaro never crossed the river that day, they would likely still have their home and they would be coexisting relatively peacefully.

"What woods?" she asks, restraining the urge to chase him off. Should he be laying claim in the maplewood, she wanted to advise against before taking action but before jumping to such conclusion, she gives him the floor.