Sunbeam Lair baby, i do what i like

The other boy approached—
 
And a growl rumbled inside his throat and chest. Not an outright snarl, but a warning, the beginning of one. His hackles bristled along his shoulders and back. And he expected the worst. Braced for the worst.
 
But instead—
 
He only sat. Obnoxiously close and undemanding. He felt his tail come to rest over his. Heard his words.
 
Daighre grunted. His ears rolled back against his head and he leaned away, tense, uncomfortable. His shoulders hunched towards his ears and his posture slouched. He looked away.
 
“Whatever.”