Emberflame Ridge They say before you start a war, you better know what you're fighting for

Bit of pp in your post- but I'm okay with it as long as Vixen doesn't draw blood :)

The scent of female entered his nose- one he breathed in with a wide smirk. Finally some luck. he knew that the mountains held treasures not earlier seen by his pools of light obsidian, but a girl he hadn't expected. He followed the scent, but as far as his eyes could look all he saw were the autumn colors of the leafs and the trees that were slowly beginning to prepare for winter. His mouth shut, eyes focused on whatever was in front of him he barely noticed the pile of leaves that was just a little bigger than most others he had seen. But, he realized too late that this pile was exactly the woman he had been stalking.

OW!- What the fuck?! He let out in a hiss, his voice harsh from lack of use. He gave an angry glare at the head that was now attached to his heel- luckily not as hard as she probably could bite. The fuck are you doing?! He asked her rudely, his glare trying to kill more than anything.