Neverwinter Forest run as fast as you can

Short-ish.. but wanted to get this in before I had to go.

While the pale wolf was only too eager to follow Scimitar’s demand, the she-wolf in question was not. It hardly came as a surprise – she rose to her paws once more, lifting herself as high as she had before, and before her eyes even locked on his own in a challenge that went as far along his ancestors to the beginning of time, the agouti Lambda felt his pelt bristle and his hackles lift.

She gave a laugh and a flick of her tail, making to move away, and just as Viinturuth leapt forward, likely as insulted as he, Scim was beside him. His companion moved to grab her haunch, and with a leap of his own nimble paws, the cinnamon regal made to leap at her side, his own shoulder rolling out in an attempt to connect against her body and slam her harshly, if not knock her down with the potential grip of his pack mate. A snarl bubbled past his lips, and his eyes flashed as he arched his nape, protecting his throat. Her insolence had pushed his limit, and he would not let her leave now without fully submitting to the Neverwinter wolves.