Blacktail Deer Plateau [M]aybe I'll be your witchy woman

For a second time in as many days a stranger came to their borders because of Ash Paw. She was immediately on guard. Unsure what to do. He was pleasing to look at sure, but young. However, in her haze of seasonal bliss age really didn't matter much to her.

However, before she could decide if she would lead him from the territory or attack him upon sight another pushed his way inbetween. A softer croon left her maw at the sight of someone she knew. Despite that deathbringer was not her friend, they were packmates and he was certainly not one of her fans she was certain. Unless he just hated everyone equally.

She however, noticed the overtly dominant display and a soft warmth began to expand. She shifted and curled her tail around her haunches and watched with blue eyes what  might happen.