Tuktu Hinterlands I've got a feeling

Lennox didn't even try to make himself seem innocent, claiming it was fun - Grace immediatley dissagreed in her mind - and stepping closer. He was dominant, proud, and came closer, daring, and Grace's own tail curled over her back. Her pelt prickled, and she took a step back, her lips twitching and ready to bare her fangs should he come closer. Despite her stutter, her voice was demanding, cold - but shaking in fear.

                      "S-Stay away f-from m-me."

Again, he told her to relax - this only served to make her shudder and shake out her pelt, and his laugh made her toes want to curl. She wasn't sure she wanted to tell him where she came from, but she decided to be vague - if only to make him realize that one call would bring her friends running.

                                            "I-I'm part o-of a fl-fledgling pack n-not far f-from here."