Blackfoot Forest counterpoint

Her own fur was beginning to bristle in mirror of this male's own, but it wasn't just along her ruff. Some hairs pricked up along her spine, and a small knot of fear was building in the base of her throat. Ivev had been hurt plenty of times and was no stranger to pain, but this creature meant business- what did she just get herself into? Still, she had plenty of reasons why she could be trespassing, even if his threat had turned them insignificant.

I haven't done anything on your land, Ivev replied with a level voice, her paws glued to the ground. It was not as if she could move them just yet- she felt like balls of iron had been tied to her ankles. There's no reason to be offended if I haven't even touched a pinecone.

Vector hadn't told her anything about the nature of his captive pack, but Ivev was already getting a sense. It was well guarded, and even if Ivev had surpassed the borders only slightly, she had been immediately pounced on.