shivershade
your strength is just an accident owed to the weakness of others
It is a bit brash of him to come darting out demanding strangers to quit walking through the woods. After all this was not technically Shivershade's land yet there is a possessive streak to him a mile wide. He had made sure to mark all the trees within a mile radius of his makeshift den so that the other loners would know this was 'his' turf if they paid any sort of attention. Sharing was not really his style and even as he sees the smaller figure in the trees he feels a rush of anger - this male could possibly be hunting his breakfast. But no, he thinks, he is overstepping himself. Over thinking this situation that might merely be an accidental encounter of two lone souls though as he sniffs the air he catches two distinctive scents. It is strange for another male's scent to cling to one so immediately he thinks there is another shadowed in the woods, his eyes snapping away from the small reddish figure that appears to scan the treeline with his hackles framing his head.
When one is a thief they assume that others are also there to steal their valuables. He had nothing of value in the den behind him, all the food he captured was consumed with his voracious appetite, but it was the mere idea of another intruding upon his own home that could rile him up into an animal.
Renegade does not linger in the bushes nor does he run, instead he comes out to meet the eyes of Shivershade and that redeems him for his intrusion into Shiver's plot of the woods. Still, his chocolate eyes narrow on the male for a moment as if trying to judge whether Renegade was being a smart ass or generally dismissive, but his wag has Shade's hackles smoothing down and his head lifting up out of his 'attack' mode. "As long as you haven't come to steal you are free to do so," Shivershade replies in his rich baritone, as if he had the authority around here. Shivershade the Sheriff and Renegade the... well, renegade!
Now he lowers his haunches into the ground and eyes the coyote looking wolf. "You got another one with you?" He sniffs the air dramatically, eyes suspicious, not knowing the true nature of Renegade and his lover's scent.
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