Sleeping Dragon From each according to his ability; to each according to his need

Goliath lashed back at the Barbarian's display of defiance with a deep, guttural growl, but as the other wolf came into clarity, he couldn't help but notice the striking similarities between them. Mixed, meerkat-esque hazel fur, warm chocolate eyes and large, brutish stature... One with a rather inferior intelligence could mistake them for siblings, and Goliath, with his walnut-sized brain, might have made that assumption, but his head was already filled with thoughts of bloodletting.

Taking one tremendous step after another, they came closer and closer, eyes locked onto the other in what could be seen as a silent battle of dominance.

Once closed in on each other, Goliath pushes himself to seem even larger and bellows as loud as he could:

"Fite me mate"