"I OWN this part of the woods," he bellowed, his head lowering instinctively to protect his throat as he edged a few inches forward. He repeated dauntingly, "Who are you and what are you doing here?!" Deep ridges now formed along his muzzle as his jaw parted enough for any to catch a glimpse of his pale pink tongue. A low growl and a glowering stare had his mind visibly made up. The wolves of Oak Tree Bend made their home in these woods and it made sense to Fenru that they did not and would not even think of dividing the land between them - that is, if this little assembly was actually apart of another pack (if they had, Fenru was certain he would have scented the edges of their territory and steered clear of the den in the first place). .
The edges of his stark black and leathery nostrils flared and, at last, his ears turned forward, "I will not ask again." As if his impatience had worn treacherously thin, he allowed his voice to grow louder in attempt to strike fear into the two small souls his opposer dutifully guarded, "TELL ME! Or I shall bring upon you a punishment of @Ice more vicious than the winds of winter, much more terrible than anything I might do at any given moment. SPEAK, Guard."
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