Golden Glade Territorial Pissings (All of Your Base are Belong to Us)

jhala's lips pulled back as well, revealing white teeth and pink gums. she let out a low growl, echoing reek's and anyone else's. "i'm ready," she assured him, her tail stiff behind her, she pressed beside him for a brief moment of wifey-support before standing off, her legs braced and ready to pounce on anyone when a command was given. she was bred to fight, and bred to follow orders, she was ready.