Whitefish River rune

And me! I love it, hehe >:D

Before they could even begin the first steps of their hunt, another appeared – a man Arrax instantly recognised. The short fur at his hackles prickled, wondering what the trespassing stranger was still doing around their home, and why he was acting like he owned the place.

The woman seemed to share Arrax's sentiment, posing a polite question for the man in response to his demand.

He acknowledged her hushed warning with a flick of his ear and a small nod, torn once again between obeying an adult versus heeding his own wishes. He did not want to turn tail and run at the first sign of danger, especially in front of a fellow warrior. Especially in front of the would-be thief.

"Go away!" he shouted. Had it been any other stranger, the boy would have remained reticent, but the man before them had a black mark against his name in Arrax's books, and he was undeserving of pleasantries.