Hushed Willows yes my husband's gone to golden green to do some business there

There were adults talking, he could hear them. Curiosity drew him near, away from Pestilence who was normally someone he stuck close by to but this was far more interesting. He was slow at first, watching the scene unfold and getting a feel of what was happening. Black digit twitching as he picked out the smells of each individual and one... 

One of these things was not like the other~

Bingo. It was the brown dude, the one who everyone was talking to, the ones he knew who were a part of the pack he had just joined. That guy was apparently trespassing, and that, that was something that the Nightwalker in him had sang for. Oh how he loved this.

The man decided to piss on the spot, just as his leg was lifting, Cassidy lunged completely fearless in the face of this guy very certain that other members would join in to chase this bozo off who was pissing on their lands. Barking up a storm with every intention on making the first bite on the guy's leg, he was thirsty to exercise that energy that just never seemed to be completely spent. 

Maybe this would satisfy him. 

Bring on the pain asshole.