Haunted Wood The Vanishing

Indeed he was fearless. No matter how much shit everyone talked about his dad, his dad created their pack! He was the first Warlord! They followed him after all and were probably all jealous of the power he had to have at the time. So why would Valium, his son, be afraid of anything! Even as this strange woman approached, speaking softly and sweetly all he did was puff out his chest as he stood firm on the border. Even if he had not left the sanctuary of their lands yet - this, to face her, was enough to boost his ego all the same. 

I patrol! He barked proudly, Just like adults. Damn straight like the adults. He was just small for now, he was growing fast! He could do anything they could, just with smaller legs and teeth. Calling him pretty was another drop in his ego bucket that was already overflowing into a puddle on the ground. Who you? Silver and red eyes narrowed onto the woman as he tilted his head just enough to look at her beyond his snout as if he was trying to look down on her... despite being diminutive in comparison.