Whitefish River that's a lot of fish

Mature for Language

OOC: Insert "blinking white guy meme" for Ram's face XD

     At the tone of yet another wolf, one clearly not nearly as virginal as the young females, Ram's posture immediately straightened up. He closed his eyes as he gave a disgruntled inhale, raised his hackles to full fluff and turned around, bending an outward-curved tail at the base. He reiterated the unfriendly tone with his own in a sturdy growl and a roll of his shoulders. 

     "Who the fuck says this is your river? " The sheer audacity for a random male to think he owned this whole damn river... So much for having a casual day. Though Ram wasn't in the mood to deal with conflict, it ironically shortened his temper when it came around, and he couldn't stifle his habit of letting his aggression take the lead on a situation that proposed no neutrality. The rusty male was mostly in his own business, he believed he was being un-disturbing to others, and he had not scented heavy claim by any over this property. 

     He called "Bullshit." and took a step forward. Even if it was true that this area had belonged to this male, he probably would have called so anyway.  Ram's insecurity sparked illogical reasoning in his thoughts that this male simply came to shoo Ram off, as he is another male-- As if these females were Ram's brood; and he knew that doing as this starving, bearish-looking creature demanded, he might as well additionally lie belly up and lick the male's loins before fleeing.