Two Rivers Isle Tennis makes me so mad!! Why doesn't anyone catch the ball!?

Roll here!

He was cranky to say the least. He hadn't snagged much sleep through the day and know he was restless, awake with the light present. It was a rare sighting and for a good reason. Behemoth looked rough. His eyes sunken with loss of sleep. His fur was in wild tufts as he hunched over in a slightly aggressive-defensive position.

The figure of a strange creature (canine but very obviously not wolf) crashing through the water - in his direction - even further damped his mood. There is still plenty of distance between them but Behemoth is ready to put on a warning show. He lunges forward from his own position, hackles and tail flying up in a show of his wild prowess.

While he is not close enough to strike Behemoth likes to think his message is clear enough to the stranger that he doesn't need to use teeth. Get lost.