Wild Berry Meadow i am without a heart

Their posture mirrored; aggressive, assertive, dominant. Two sharks circling each other in the waters of the Wilderness. There was a presence to this woman that set the valkyrie on edge, and it was for that reason alone that she decided the woman was many things. Too close. A threat. Unwelcome. 

Keres lunged, teeth snapping in the vicinity of the violet-eyed wolf. She aimed, not to injure, but to drive her away under threat of violence.