At some of the words my father speaks I almost want to smile as if I am once again a puppy looking up to what I perceived as perfection, and yet I do not allow such a childish turn of mood to follow through to my face. "I do not feel as if I am strong enough to belong with the others. I want to feel like I am equal." Stunning eyes of sky and violet are locked upon those of my father's, and unknowingly I hold my breath as if in anticipation, almost as if expecting my family in Diveen to come out of nowhere and try to coax me home, and yet no soul is in my vision save for my father. My eyes are clouded with something like a unsuperiority complex, my handsome features always noted by others but never by myself. I never noticed the more shining precious qualities of myself. I was about to speak, to answer his query when the commotion happened. The words die on my tongue as my head jerks around, my tail lowering as my eyes widen in shock. How could I not have noticed?

Some strange female had gotten in the way of the feline beast it seems, and I can feel something like rage burning in my veins, a want to flay this mountain cat who had tried to attack me and my father. My father is here with me still, something that keeps me anchored to the spot, in some twisted sense I feel like I cannot be harmed just as if I had felt when I had been a puppy near my invincible father. I start trying to think on this on a strategic level as I take in the mountain cat and the strange female that had interrupted it's attack, and my head tilts ever so slightly. Worse than the attack was that the mountain cat now knew where my den was and I cannot simply allow this. "Father? What do we do?"

I do not have any expirience against mountain cats, or even anything not even prey animal nearly as big as this mountain cat. My lips draw back to reveal my fangs as if I am threatening the feline and yet no growl dares to slip from my jaws. My head is high as I posture instead of lowering as it normally does, facing the mountain cat should it decide to make a sudden move. The result of this standoff is almost silence, my snow white fur bristling in response to the threat to make myself appear bigger and more intimidating, all I want is for me and my father to get through this unharmed. Hopefully this strange girl that had taken a blow would be okay too, but father was more of a concern. She seemed to have more expirience with this kind of attack than I did anyhow, so that automatically means her survival rate is higher than my own, right? I step forward slightly because I know that it would target me before it would my father. I am younger and would be seen as a bigger threat, my breath hissing around my parted jaws, as I face the threat with my head and tail high. Almost as if I was posturing as an alpha or something.