Haunted Wood I want the glitter on me

At long last, sizable prey was returning to their land. His mouth watered with anticipation. Black Hat was surprised when Vanity chose him as leader of the second group and wondered what she was scheming, but he didn't question it. If she was testing him, he'd prove her choice to be a wise one. He nodded, pleased to take on the role. He would've asked a question for further instruction, but since Vengeance did that for him, he remained silent.

Tzila slid in-between him and Serem with the posture of leader despite her lower rank. Her possessiveness was not unwelcome, but he did not tolerate anyone asserting dominance over him. When she moved away, he moved with her. Body still flush against hers, he rose up on his hinds in an attempt to drape himself over Tzila's shoulders. Then, he'd try to grab an ear with a low rumble, though his teeth would do no permanent damage. His goal was to simply remind her of her place: beneath him.