Dragoncrest Cliffs Tangie

The voice was unfamiliar, but deep enough for Chacal's ears to flatten when she heard it. She was being summoned by a man, to give him an audience. She pulled herself to her feet from where she had been resting near the Roja den, and felt her belly sag. There was pain in her lower back- and she knew from these signs that she would be whelping soon. 

It was the mark of an impressive woman who would carry out their duties this late in their pregnancy, so she carried on until she could see the stranger. He was a handsome fellow- and the scent of the ocean tangled into his pelt was an indication that he, too preferred life on the seaside- but that was not enough for her to forgive him for both his demands, and his gender. 

For a wolf who waited, quietly and patiently, they would have been rewarded with a kinder greeting- but as he had hurried her with a call, she approached with a calm, rangy stride, her tail curled above her back, and her canines revealed. She snapped her jaws together and moved forward, with the intention of either seeing him curl himself against the ground in a display of submission, or she would force him into it.