Firefly Glen But not by yourself

His teeth hit nothing but air and he expected her to run off. That was the only thing he wanted and expected of her. Choosing the smart way rather than hang out here for no reason, on the grounds he and his pack had used for so long. She knew what it meant to him -- she had to know. All Charon wanted was to throw some fear at her, enough for her to leave, but it seemed she had found courage somewhere; he didn't understand her reasonings.

As her teeth snapped forward in warning, Charon already made a move towards Wraen again and teeth scraped along the fur of his muzzle as he hadn't expected her threat to come so quickly. Without registering if she had drawn blood or even taken the chance to bite his muzzle (up to you, Me!) Charon stepped forward, teeth bared as he tried to physically get in her space and push her out until he was satisfied enough with her distance from his mountain.