Double Shot of Crown {SIEGE}

The slave would only just stand in the midst of the fight. He couldn't see, but if his masters ordered him to fight he would. It couldn't be too hard to snap at the feeling of someone nearby. He stood about twenty feet away from the main group of wolves. His ears pulled forward as the russet slave set his defenses. They would have to come get him. His tail leveled with his spine, his ears only mildly pinning to his head so that he left enough room to hear his surroundings. As his toes splayed out into the dirt, and his head tucked slightly his hackles raised as well. His scruff rolling forward as well as his shoulders. Knee's bent he pulled back his teeth to reveal his canine's. Calmly he would await it, and he kept his nose and ears alert as well as his sense of touch.