Blackfeather Woods I don't usually give in to peer pressure

Well, did a roll and look what appears, a coyote!

 

His fur bristled, leaning forward with a snarl. The bushes replied with one of their own.
His eyes widened in shock, for whatever was there wasn't going to be friendly; certainly not now. 
Fear started to run through him as a head emerged, thin and sharp with a snarl fixed on its face. Rowan barked at the wolf-like creature, alerting anyone nearby and to try and make it think twice about attacking.

He started to move, knowing Sobek was taking shelter behind him, turning further along the border to try and flank the beast and give then pair of pups passage back into the woods -- to safety.
He remembered he needed to protect himself, but the coyote was tall. Surely there wasn't a chance it would gain access to his neck. His chin lifted slightly, priming himself to launch upwards and attach the face of his opponent. Still, he growled and prayed that Sobek wouldn't take flight. If he did, the coyote might attack.