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It isn't long before her sharp lemon eyes find his gray and ginger pelt, and though her lips peel back in warning, she is smart enough to take in the scent first -- acting aggressively to a Caldera wolf would be bad, especially since this land is closer to Peregrine and his than to Sebastian -- before grumbling out a few words. He has the scent of an unknown pack on him, and Brandy knows that the Redhawks would want him about as close as she would, right now. Unlike her usual bubbly and happy self, her sing-song voice is low, gruff -- he has but one warning to go before she plans to launch herself at him head-on. 

                          "You're too close -- to my pack and our neighbors. I advise you to scamper home before you get hurt."
 
She is set in both opinion and physically, shoulders hunched and head ducked low to cover her throat -- her ears are slicked back against her copper nape, and never do her acidic lemon eyes leave his own iron gaze.