Swiftcurrent Creek hemlock

Arric was upon the intruder in a moment. All bristing fur, cold eyes and a snarl. He didn't attack yet, but he was pretty close to it.

Back up or I'll rip your hide from your body. 

He motion3d towards the border line. Clear by the line of paws and the overwhelming smell of urine. How this wolf missed it, Arric didn't know, but he wasn't pleased.