Churros and Sauce

Ah. Churro paused mid-step, slowly resting her paw upon the ground after Deathbelle's threat. Churro turned to stare at her. "So. Regardless, coming or going, my life is forfeit? Because you decree it so? I don't think so." She wasnt afraid of the larger wolf, despite how she probably should be. She gave Deathbelle a cheeky grin. "Should I have heard of you? I assume you're the leader of this area. But you're a fool to assume you have any authority over me." The small wolf dared to lower her head and lap at the mud below her, gathering herself and preparing to run.