Permafrost Hollows she names conquerors, and the servile regimes they birthed

Although she didn't patrol the glacier's surrounding territories nearly as often she she did her own borders, she still made sure to run through them every so often to make sure no trouble was brewing. Today Taki had chosen the peak to check on and was immediately glad she had, because currituck's scent filled her nose not long after arriving. Fear and anger swelled in her chest as she made quick work of following the dangerously brazen girl's scent trail. Her nose flared out over and over again as she pulled in the smells from the ground as she moved quickly in the pup's direction. When the strangers scent suddenly mixed with Currituck's, panic completely overshadowed the fear and anger she was feeling at the start of this mission. Dammit, she thought, as she lifted her nose from the ground and started sprinting in the direction she was sure she would find the girl. As she ran, images of all the horrible things that could have happened to the pup assaulted her mind, and she pushed herself to move faster, hoping to catch up to the pair before anything happened.

When Taki arrived on the scene, she froze a short distance from the two, a menacing growl leaving her lips as she saw her niece standing way too close to the strange male. Currituck, come here now. She said, the growl still evident in her voice as she spoke the stern words. She wanted more than anything to charge at the stranger, but he was closer to the child than she was and could easily grab her before Taki got over there. So, fighting the protective rage currently beating at her to attack, she stayed frozen in place, her angry, citrine glare flicking between the stranger and her niece as she waited. She knew her restraint was weak, though; any false move from the male would easily pull her from her spot.