Stavanger Bay Get you all alone

The white lioness was near, patrolling the borders when she caught his scent. A stranger, crossed into their territory with no call. He was trespassing, and she didn’t take kindly to those, not when she had no clue what danger he could bring. Faintly she also smelled blood, the acrid scent of pain- this only added to her rumble in her throat. Not only a trespasser but one bringing trouble. Black lips curled back as a snarl escaped her mouth, she tore off through the trees of the Stormrift borderlands to meet the male.

She heard his voice, he was yelling and cursing, and the closer she got the more rot reeked off of him. White paws pounding through the light snow cover, Saucy finally came to see him, a grizzly sight that caused her only to pause in recoil. She looked him up and down for a moment, repulsed by the carnage, then released a deep warning growl. Fur bristling and in a position of dominance, Saucy raked her front paw across the ground. The fuck do you think your doing? she snarled a warning.