Ankyra Sound Dancing on the Edge

Her treks had often led her to the cliffs. She had spent a fair amount of her time wandering her new home, and growing to love it. Had she not been near the edge of their territory, the naiad would not have heard the savage noises that startled her from her thoughts. A peculiar scent filled the air. Drawing her narrow muzzle upwards, Eos could feel the fur along her neck and spine prickle with territorial anxiety. She had already lost her first home. She would not allow the second to fall to vicious attacks.

Willowy legs carried the dusty female from her wandering to a sight that did not please her. Their alpha was there - a savage mess of beautiful ashen and inky fur, sparked by wicked yellow orbs. Eos sauntered forward, tossing her tail upwards in dominance towards the silvery stranger. Drawing her lips back to reveal dangerous canines, the naiad appeared more like a feral wreck. The dark male from their pack meeting was there, but he was not the intended target.

Just as she closed the distance between herself and her fellow pack members, her lengthy ears caught the final words of the silver female. Bristling angrily, Eos turned her savagery towards the foreigner. "You would do best to leave," she snapped wickedly at Rain. It was not a warning. It was a threat.