Flip the Script

Similar to the young Erovare boy, Noir was much too occupied with himself to realize the proximity of a stranger. He didn't even hear claws against stone until the gray and black pup was forced to halt, a little too close for comfort. Now, Noir was the biggest and heaviest of Abaven's brood and he didn't hesitate to use that advantage on his sisters. This boy was about their size, but held much more spunk. Noir had never been confronted by a Male his age. He wouldn't allow his inexperience to show however.

He lifted his nose into the air and looked down on the boring colored boy. Noir didn't forget to knit his brows to show his disdain either. Though he kept his fur calmed unlike this interloper he stood up to more fully use his superior size. (Even if it was marginal.)

"I do mind." Noir retorted, puffing out his chest. "And you're in my space, so back off. Outsider." Noir did not know about their guests, but he knew this pup did not belong in Abaven. He let his teeth show in a silent snarl as he sized up his opponent. He was smaller than the lioness he had taken down.