Raven's Watch destructivist

The forest was all but silent, yet he still heard the disturbance of earth and crunching of leaves underfoot as someone rushed at him. He felt the familiar prickle of irritation creep up his spine, anticipating another fight. He had mostly recovered from his last altercation, though if one was to look closely there was still dried blood in places, and scrapes that would have healed by now in any other healthier wolf.

He spun with a warning snarl, tail flinging into the air as he sought to meet her with teeth. Only, she didn't seem to be approaching with violent intent. The sandy colour of her coat and blazing sun yellow eyes made him falter for a moment, reminded for some reason of the fiery woman he had encountered on the coast that one time. However, not wanting his irritation to be missed by the stranger, Redshank resumed his ugly sneering, inquiring with a lift of his head, "what th'hell d'you want?"