Haunted Wood how to rule gods and monsters

The child does not back down and, for a fleeting moment, a spark of interest flickers across Anuniaq's dark eyes. He leans so far over he is almost standing atop the boy, broad chest against the pale youth's face. He releases another grunt of something that sounds almost like approval, though his fangs remain bared as he continues to stare down the much smaller wolf. However, to stand your ground was one thing, to show the proper respect to authority was another. If the child submitted now, he passed the first test. If he did not, well, Anuniaq wasn't against the taste of wolf flesh.

He took another step forward, gaze boring into the child and with his tail held aloft, his demands clear.