The Sunspire chasing me all over town

Fang was never considered large, large for his half domestic side sure, but small when compared to even the most average of timber wolves. He had never had the pleasure of overt dominance over another until recently, and as he stumbled on this intruder, her actions making her practically fall into submission, evidently due in part to the fact he had an arsenal of wolves that would help protect the lands. A strange warmth surged in his chest, and he liked it. A low, guttural growl escaped as she grovelled about intruding. A memory of himself in a similar position flashed through his mind as he stepped slowly, deliberately toward the retreating female. Despite all his bluster, and the fact his pose practically dripped of "tough" he considered the females words, without glancing over his shoulder he couldn't help but feel the distance between the border and her location was working against her excuse. He stopped his approach and spoke. You're a long way up for someone who didn't 'mean' to trespass. He made a show of sniffing before continuing. Swiftcurrent? The question was scarcely more than a growl. Of course her answer would determine whether she would be run out, or run down. Actions Speech thoughts