Redtail Rise sclera

Tulimaq sized up this man. He did not run as he expected, but stood firm, like the nearby glacier. All ice and spikes and attitude; things he would have found appealing if this land was his own.

The man called openly for what he desired, staring at Tulimaq until the sound ceased. The warrior bristled as he circled the stranger but he did not strike.

His teeth flashed with a warning.

Good luck with that.

And then came the lunge through the snow.