The Bracken Woods chapter six.

She would relax in front of him then. Her mighty and dominant display subsiding when she realized there was nothing and none to to display for. Hemlocke was no threat. At least, he hoped himself to be for none, despite the assumptions of his conception. 

She explains he had no reason to fear her for she would not attack without reason. He too was the same of course, though her still pushing forward made him feel uncomfortable. She was not really close, not anywhere near close enough to touch, so he fought with himself to be civil on this though still remained tense, long legs ready to take action and spring away when needed. 

His leathery back nose twitched to her title. So formal and proper and she presented that she laid claim to these lands she called 'Sunward'. He visibly cringed. I'm sorry to intrude. His gravelly voice whispered. Claimed? He didnt realize. Didnt smell any markers, see any tracks of wolf activity, didnt even smell wolves at all until she arrived. I'm Hemlocke Grove. He spoke, trying to match her formality with a full name though held no title. I'll leave your lands now.  He started back to leave, slowly at first, hoping she would not pursue. If these were her lands and he was intruding, that was definitely cause then for attack.