Duskfire Glacier Well, hey there, pretty.

Shivali only manages about every few words from the brute’s mouth but she doesn’t let that show on her face. She can understand exactly what he means and her bursts heavy, as if it will beat right out of her chest. The way he looks at Gwen unsettles her, reminds her, and her tongue washes over her teeth in warning. She does not have to know the other pale woman is still part of her family. Even if she weren’t part of the pack, something burns in her to put herself between them.
 
Standing on Gwen’s other side, she slowly lifts a paw and puts herself out more. If the brute doesn’t turn tail in the next few seconds, a fury of angry women will fall down upon him.