Stone Circle a mhaighdean bhan uasal

She moved away from him. She denied his pleasures and instead opened his mind to the other. A great beast of a man, towering far above Rakk's wiry form.
Anger welled inside of him, watching Aure move to the stranger. He glowered like a storm, rage building inside of him. A growl passed through him as he challenged the snowflake's protector.
"Do not interfere with my agenda, beast," he spat, he wouldn't let the apparent disadvantage make him recoil. The smallest of wolves could be leaders, he could move mountains if he so wished.

But he was about to be proven he couldn't. Swiftly.

He turned to lock onto the stranger, a soft snarl rippling from him, "I do not care whose land this is. This is my business. Not yours." His dead eyes glinted in the dim light. He would do anything
-- Anything
To have his prize to himself. He would face down the largest guardians to the smallest lovers. Aure was his, he had already claimed her.
Fur bristling and tail curling, he stepped forwards. Commanding and determined.
He waited for his opponents move.