Silvertip Mountain Who are you people?!

It's me, Gaiban From Oc. Tempers will flare this day. Shadow Posted. Fixed.

Copper was finishing his fifth border patrol for the day, when he saw something odd. A Blue eyed male was sitting a few yards from the border. This made Copper edgy. This damned creature was getting his scent all over the infamous mountain protector's borders. His borders.
This was unacceptable.
After the run in with the wannabe dogs, Copper wasn't in a real singsong mood.
"The Hell are you?" Copper stared at the dog, not aggressively, but more tired. It was then that he saw Raissa dealing with it. He sat about three feet from her, calming himself down.
He didn't need more of this shit. If the dog meant him or his pack harm, he would kill the creature. Kill on sight, that was how Copper was now. It was difficult helping get a pack going.