Neverwinter Forest watch me, watch me

Caerus protested, but whatever reason that he could have given Yao would have ignored. Trespassing was trespassing. Had the boy come to him beyond Neverwinter borders Yao would have been kinder — helping was not beyond his nature. But invading his pack's territory? Raiding their hard-earned caches? No. Yao would not stand for such things. That was beyond forgiveness.

Yao stared down the would-be thief, his ears swiveling between him and the cream-and-brown child. His mouth opened to speak some rebuttal, but the stranger moved, running towards the cache. Bad move. Bad, bad move. Yao surged forward, aiming to use his full weight to bowl the invader over. He wouldn't use much force, unless the child continued to push his luck.