Thunder Dome motion gives up on you in the end

A soft chuff caught his attention, large ears swivelling towards the sound as Redshank paused his gnawing and looked up. The fur along his hackles bristled defensively, feeling somewhat possessive over this little sliver of paradise within the mountain — despite its many cons — though the display faltered as he caught sight of the intruder. Tall, large and cloaked in stormy greys, the man cut an intimidating figure. The boy's own ears fell, yet he still placed a paw over the rat's carcass as if it was something even worth protecting.

He eyed the stranger cautiously for a moment, before muttering a low and directed, "what?" His voice hoarse from disuse.