Redhawk Caldera Bosses are bad, dude

Although she could ready body language more expertly than most, she couldn't be entirely certain if he was feinting. Since she wasn't a frisky wolf by nature—not with those she didn't know well, anyhow—Towhee opted to interpret his actions at antagonistic. She lifted her lip and growled a warning around the kill, body stiffening and tail arching to indicate that she wasn't planning to share and wasn't going to tolerate any attempts to take her food, playful or otherwise.

When he launched at her, Towhee's teeth dug into the dead hare and she sprang to the side. Now her head lowered so that the carcass's over-sized hind feet dragged on the ground. She didn't pay attention to that; she was too busy splaying her ears backward and snarling loudly, brassy eyes seeing Nightjar's to convey, "This is mine, back off."