Hushed Willows 'Cause everything I feel is a waste of time

The presence of a stranger was not necessarily welcome. It unsettled him, but he could not afford to be unkind. He did however give a warning growl; light, something that told them 'I can still bite'.

Front legs pushed up to the most standing he could manage, back legs splayed behind him in a manner that was rather disturbing. Where have you come from? Are you alone? His tone was firm, one of a wolf who could not take risks.