Blackfeather Woods Reading between text

His fur prickled, his ears flicking flat and tail curling slightly at it rose behind him.
"I was just running." He glared at the boy, taking in the details of his face. Just so he could remember how it looked because he mangled it worse than Maegi's. 

"You need to be more careful, you don't belong here." He had not been here since he was born otherwise Rowan would have scented him first. He was born here, he was a Blackfeather. This kid showed up out of the blue like he owned the place.