Shadewood Women seem wicked when you're unwanted

He wasn't alone. Calahan had failed to notice the interloper until they were just meters apart. He raised his tail to level with his spine, in an assertive manner. The other wolf was a man clothed in shades of gunmetal.

From this distance, they seemed evenly matched, at least to him. The rustler wasn't quite willing to give up an evidently easier meal quite yet, and so he bared his teeth in a snarl, showing no indication of backing down.