Stavanger Bay Fiddler's green

Only a fool, eh? What an answer.
Fools do stupid things. Especially they would dare. Erwin circled the red furred slowly, hot breath fuming against the body.. the ear.. the tail. The movement did not cease until directly against Foxtail's left flank, skull looming overhead. I truly hope you are no such thing, little fox. Seething, bitter words. A quaint warning, and the only that would be given.
Then on his direction went toward the bay. This bay is not of our claim. If any reside, we shall stay clear of their path unless the cross ours. Simple, dismissive. 
Erwin was all for a good bloody brawl or two, but he would not be stupid enough to start one he could not finish with triumph.