Spotted Eagle Mountain I have always been a fortress.

Her flinch was visible, and Venamis drew strength from her clear anxiety. Winter-white eyes lingered dangerously on her dark features, cold and piercing, daring her to test him. Much to his surprise, she did - with a very unexpected "no" that was enough to curl his upper lip in a display of fangs.

She chose to disregard his warning, albeit politely, and announced that she intended to continue hunting. Trailing after him, no doubt, with every intention of mooching the rodent he himself had been tracking. "You've been following me," Ven countered confidently. "Were hoping to take what's mine?" A snort then, communication of his distaste for thieves; "there isn't enough for the both of us, so I suggest you hunt elsewhere."