Sharp Tempers
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Raoth watched the borders, not really expecting any danger. Or anything really of any sort. He just wanted to do something other than dwell on the nightmare that had awoken him. His tail twitched occasionally, but for the most part he was still, just watching the rest of the night go by. It didn't look like it was going to be restful. Already on edge after the nightmare, Raoth's hackles raised as a stranger entered the area, looking much too curious about the pack for his liking.

Dropping down the coyote strode towards the stranger, aggression in his steps. Who was this investigating the pack? His lips curled, fangs bared at him. Standing as tall as he could Raoth moved up to him. Indicating sharply he gestured at the stranger and then pointed in the direction away from the pack. He was to leave immediately. Raoth didn't want him hanging around.


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