Blacktail Deer Plateau get it together and bring it back to me

Her canines barely grazed his leg on her first try, so Harps darted backward, preparing to line herself up for a second attack. In the interim, Erzulie and her pale pack mate pinned the trespasser to the ground. As if he were prey, they sprang at his head and backbone, respectively. In that split second, Harps realized they had no intention of driving him off their lands. They were going to execute him.

Instead of attempting to bite at one of limbs now jerking feebly against the ground, the panting yearling stood by, watching but not participating. Her family had never claimed land, thus never dealt with defending a territory. Harps hadn’t realized, until this very moment, that trespassing could result in death. It was a good lesson for a wanderer, one she was glad she hadn’t learned firsthand.