Blacktail Deer Plateau One With The Dirt

She had been pushed into a corner of the den as Howl stood over her growing and yelling, teeth almost ready to strike. She had tried to get words in to calm him down, but he yelled over her. Lower and lower to the ground her body got as he stood over her. Her tail tucked under herself and her ears held back. Howl was much larger then her. There was no way with her amature fighting skills she could take him on if it came to that. His mind was clouded with a false truth. Something he could hold onto to explain this unexpected event. She hoped that seeing her this low, he would let her leave. But it didn't seem like that was going to happen.