Swiftcurrent Creek Well, I believe those are the words of a scoundrel.

When she picked up a fresh mark by one of Chusi's young bachelors, her guard hairs pricked atop her shoulders and along the length of her dorsal. Durnehviir rumbled in frustration as she lifted her head and thrust her tall ears forward, champagne eyes scanning the trees in hope of pinning the guilty individual with her fierce glare.

Koji seemed to spot her before she seen him, however, and had the sense not to flee. Instead he slunk toward her, tail tucked and body crouched, his posture radiating guilt as he offered an awkward greeting. Durnehviir growled, lips twitching with the desire to bare her fangs, and she veered his way. "You've got some explaining to do," she rumbled, gaze narrowing as she thrust her tail over her hindquarters. She fixed him with a piercing glower, one that aimed to remind him to choose his words carefully.