Blacktail Deer Plateau yearning for your love

Eh, he'll back down pretty quick vs an adult.

He was defending his puny kill, but that didn't appear to matter. His display was rudimentary at best and when faced with it the stranger reacted in a way he didn't anticipate; Tuvak was accustomed to getting his way back in Diaspora, and would lord his position over the other kids, vying for all the food he could get to. Food meant strength. He was a competitive sort even though he loved his siblings, and he was adamant he become strong to fulfill his father's legacy. 

But this stranger didn't know any of that. They didn't care either, most likely. He was just a brat with bloody teeth making a show out of nothing.

She advanced with her body posturing, her fur spiking, and with a ferocious expression on her face that made him quiver and back down almost instantly. He felt ashamed of himself for giving in so soon — but he didn't know this person nor the culture of this pack, not yet. He could give up a mouthful of food if it meant keeping his hide intact. Tuvak thus stepped back and let his tail drop, tucking against his hind legs, and he averted his gaze for a moment.