Shadewood We'll all die young

:eyes: Couldn't resist.

Following one of their own getting attacked, the Bull finds himself with excess energy. It’s put into patrolling their borders; head aligned with his shoulders, tail swaying after him with ease. Few are stupid enough to wander into a lion’s den, and yet, it appears one such man dares to do so. His pace quickens, massive bulk charging forth akin to an unstoppable freight train. Reiner attempts to slam into the left side of the hungry fool; ‘Go back to where you belong.’ The Bull’s expression remains stony—no teeth bared even in warning. Alas, should the boy resist, no mercy would be given.