Haunted Wood Catatonic

I've done very well on my own thus far. Alone. Yes. Very much so. Completely, and utterly on his own. He had gone out and began gaining followers, he had survived thus far without the help of others. Had gotten stronger, trained through trial and error, on his own witt and abilities rather than following in the footsteps of another. For someone like her to say otherwise, to him, it was a joke. (though she is not wrong, he does believe she is)

Her threat didn't fall on def ears. Brows furrowed, his expression grew more and more irritated. Gaze sharp, filled with rage that only simmered beneath the surface on a good day. But as she touched him, those words, he indeed did react right away. As she turned her back, he moved as quick as lightning. Though for one so large, he was rather slow, but in such tight quarters, once in a while, his movements were unnatural - and this, was such an occasion. 

Lunging forward, jaws snapping as he aimed to grab hold of her back, to tower over her and bear down his presence on the woman as he had not done to anyone in this pack as of yet in a display of dominance (feel free to have this come true or not, always open for either!). Since you are mine to command, his words fell, like rain in a hurricane. Listen carefully. Silence fell for a moment before those dark, brilliantly resonating tones once again bombarded the air in a harsh rhythm, deeper, gloomier than usual. I am not one to threaten lightly. At the end of his words, an audible click formed as teeth clattered against one another.