Nimbus Summit With paper-white teeth and perfect bodies

Atautsikut was falling, crumbling around Calida, despite her best efforts to keep it up. It fell from within — Antha's scent had faded, and the whelps were nowhere to be seen. It was just her. Just her, and a dog. Calida could laugh, if it was not for the scene unfolding below her. On a ridge of the mountain, she stared down at the land — her land. She would not leave this place, even if all the others did. A stranger approached, then crossed, the borders. Calida's hackles rose, and she began her descent immediately. It was not until she saw him marking that she went into a sprint.

Approaching him with head and tail held high, Calida would not stop and ask questions. She just went straight into an attack, rushing the male and sinking her teeth deep into his shoulder, where she would pull and tear. If he did not leave, it was going to get much worse.

Calida is giving him a moderate injury as per our trespassing rules, with subsequent dice being rolled if he does not leave!