Golden Glade King of Kings

Chad had been willing to try and maintain an air of civility between the Deorwine's and the golden female. But all of that went out the window as soon as she opened her mouth again. Insulting them, labeling them inbreds. Dismissing the existence of their God and forcing her claim on these grounds belonging to her pack.

Eyes narrowing to fearsome golden slits, his ears pivoted back to resemble devils' horns. A brief flash of teeth, a squaring of his shoulders and puffing of his chest made him look bigger than he already was. Chad was all about posturing, when it came to squaring off or otherwise. He left the talking to Célnes, who handled the woman easily enough. He filed the name Firebirds away in his mind for later reference, in case this pack should become problematic for them in the future.