Sleepy Fox Hollow and so i enter into evidence

Fiona's ears pinned back when the offensive scent of stranger flooded her nose. She pulled her lips up and back, revealing her teeth as she charged toward the intruder, much as Anselm had done when she had merely been upon the borders. This man—no, boy—was deep within her home, and the witch was displeased. There was exactly one way he would come away from this with his life: complete and total surrender. Even then, she intended to mark him with her teeth for being such a fool. A reminder that even a poorly populated range was still that: a range protected by those who lived here.