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WC: 211 - Short; sorry >.<
Instantly he swirled around, pinning the source of the voice to the unknown female located behind him.. a small part of his mind recalled her as being one of the ones he had accepted into the pack, but that did little to relax him; he had caught the last of her motion and noted the knife, his top lip tugged back to partially reveal a row of white teeth, a low growl forming within his throat and his hand unconsciously wrapping around his Katana's handle. Still not settling down, his ears rolled back, pinning themselves down onto his black hair and his tail fell still behind him.
“You out to threaten and piss off one of your superiors, woman?” he asked, his voice lowering as he practically spat out the words, his mood quickly turning sour for having been caught of guard by such a lowly female. Slowly he brought himself up to his full height, looking down upon the other, tilting his head to one side and allowing his body language to express his confidence and comfort in regards to the situation; a foolish thing to do, having no idea of the others skills, but then, he had never once claimed to be a rational and intelligent kind of wolf.