Ravensblood Forest Never did I want to be here again

Someone was watching him. Tybault felt eyes on him before he caught the stranger's scent, and the scent came to him long before he saw the man between the trees. The hair along his back rose. His first thought was that Germanicus had come after him, or maybe sent someone after him. That guy was super paranoid. But the scent was that of a lone wolf, not a pack wolf.
He turned with his head low, shoulders tense, and that was when he spotted the dark wolf. What do you want? Tybault called out, still and watchful for now. Making the first move would give him the advantage, but he couldn't bring himself to attack before he knew the stranger was a threat. He looked pretty damn suspicious at the moment, but Tybault tried to be fair in all things.