Raven's Watch scaring me

pulled from his sorrow, ikaros startled. dark fur along his frail spine rose, a failed attempt to make himself seem larger. scarier. crows batted away with caws of panic, alarm. he turned with wide eyes, tail lashing at his hocks. annoyance, written all over his face, ears pinned back against his sleek skull. the man was large, formidable, and panic gripped ikaros' chest. he lowered his neck, head even with his shoulders, and nearly curled into himself like the coward he is.

"what is it to you?" he spat. accusatory, uncouth; not out of malice, but out of fear. had this wolf been following him? has he come to torment him, to join in on the crows ceaseless bullying? he hadn't expected anyone else up on these peaks, that much is sure. he doesn't like it, doesn't like him for interrupting his gloom.