Terra tucked herself in as Vigilante approached, her tail wagging happily. Her ears flattened slightly as a whine of happiness escaped her. Hello. Thought I'd do something for the pack. Her ears flattened even more as he asked if she was a friend or a trespasser. She'd forgotten about that again. So used to open borders and no limits Terra had to remind herself that others weren't supposed to enter the lands uninvited. She hadn't chased the female away because she hadn't acted like a scavenger, though her teeth quickly became bared as the meat was removed from the flames. Possessively she came over to the food, holding herself over it.
Her explanation for the actions calmed Terra somewhat, though Willow had shifted from someone passing by to a threat in Terra's mind. She hadn't offered the food, hadn't told her she could touch it. It wasn't her business if the meat came out looking a little different. Just because she didn't know what she was doing was no excuse for some loner to touch it. Terra knew all about scavengers, being one herself, and even more about thieves. She stood there, her body slightly less welcoming now. He's the alpha.
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