Family Matters

Still bristling and stiff-legged, eyes still wild, she stared back at the trespasser and paced back and forth. Arry had gone off to find Da so all she had to do was stay here and guard the awful boy and he'd come and see what she'd done and be impressed, then he'd kick the nasty trespasser off their lands for good! Because well, he could actually carry the whiner out of the borders. She was mad! The punk had hurt her! There was blood dripping down her face from the wounds he'd inflicted, and her eye ached where he'd smashed her in it. It made her mad, and as she paced back and forth she huffed and growled at him.

She perked up when she saw a familiar tall, nebulous form trotting towards them though. "DA I CAUGHT'A TRESPASSERRRR!" she hollered out, coming to a halt in a pugnacious stance reminiscent of a bulldog.