Cerulean Cape High maintenance means you're a gluttonous queen, narcissistic and mean

Raptor seethed. His eyes turned to fire and he bared the fullness of his fangs. He let his tumultuous and derisory emotions thrust him forward in a stiff and vengeful stalk, but his advance halted when she howled for her crew. The sable wolf looked sidelong for the reinforcements she summoned to materialize out of the grasses and sand.

This was his usual cue to leave. He did not have the support of his own crew and he was not above cowardice in the name of keeping his own hide intact. But Raptor was foolishly barrelling down a path of self-destruction and darkly thought that he should let her and her pack tear him to scrap. Only, her pack did not come right away (would they come at all?), and he turned brazenly to mockery.

"Too weak to do it by yerself?" He jeered with an expression that was caught between a smirk and a snarl.