The deep rumble in his chest grew in intensity as the trespasser greeted him with bared fangs and an attitude to match. The fool had no respect, that much was obvious since he had so easily broke the most basic of laws that had existed since the dawn of wolves. There had been a time, not so long ago, when he would not have found it such a grave crime, but the Dreamers had lost too much at the hands of those that thought they could simply walk in and take what they wanted from the peaceful pack. Never again. Cypress held his head and tail high as the other took a defensive stance, showing the authority that being of a member of the pack that owned these lands gave him over this stranger. ”Well walk somewhere else!” He snarled. ”You are trespassing on Crimson Dreams territory. Leave now.” He stepped towards the stranger with his chest puffed out and his hackles bristling. ”Before I make you regret your trespassing.” A threatening growl following his words. Lips curled to reveal the ivory fangs that lay beneath. His fathers words echoed in his head. He must be prepared to defend his home and he would not disappoint them again. This time he would bleed for Crimson Dreams if that was what would be required of him to drive this interloper from their lands.
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