Trespassor.

Ears lace tight against his thick skull as the multifaceted green eyes of the jungle wolf follow the movements of the smoky mare as she moved through the jungle. She was young, no doubt freshly separated from her mother and yet Rougaru knew she was old enough to know the difference between borders, whoever it was she belonged to. Paper thin nostrils quiver as muscles tense beneath the thin mahogany color of his pelt as he followed her joyous trail at a reserved gait. Teeth clench behind closed jaws as she stops near the stream and the wolf dares to make his appearance. She was close enough to his herd as it was and he had more than one pregnant mare to protect. "You are far from your parents little girl." he glowers stepping out and into her path. Ears prick now amid the tangle of his mane as he fixes her with a judgemental gaze. "Didn't your parents teach you not to trespass onto another's land? It can have dangerous repercussions." he adds, thick tail snapping in audible anger against his hocks.