Moonspear Wake and pace the hall

Charon didn't expect much from her except to leave his borders alone, like he told her to. He was protecting a family here, and he wanted nothing to do with this Caldera piece of shit. Dhole and her parents kept bothering him in some form or another and he was sick of it. He just wanted to live here in peace with his family. The only feeling he felt for the Caldera's lost girl, for likely Peregrine's child, was resentment. He had only just managed to keep himself from telling this little bitch that if Peregrine's girl had come here, he would've killed her himself. He wasn't braced for this reaction at all, expecting her to whimp out and go.

But she didn't go. He wasn't prepared and so when she lunged he was caught unawares, despite being ready to chase her. Chase her, but not fight her full-on. Luckily her aim was affected by her rage, so it wasn't his jugular that she managed to hit but his face. Outstretched muzzle and cheek were torn by her teeth and instantly an adrenaline-driven growl bubbled up in the Alpha's throat. He was even moreso protective with the presence of his little girls, and the instinct to fight had always been more prevalent in him than the flight one.

So when pain stung the side of his face, he instantly jumped up in surprise, keeping his front paws in front of him and trying to land as quick as he could — as to not have sensitive bits exposed for too long — hoping that he would land on top of her front someplace so that he could let his teeth land in whatever part of her he could find.