Weapon for Hire

It seemed the pack that had made his wonderland home did not just stay within their borders. Thus far, Tornjak had respected their marks since food was plentiful elsewhere...and they had left him be...until now. As he wandered along the marble river bed a wolf would speak, stopping him in his tracks as he looked up to find yet another mostly white wolf. This one far more pissed off than the bitch he'd met the other day. Lips twitched, the tip of his large canines briefly revealing as he looked upon the smaller predator. The words did not go unnoticed. " No." came the firm, yet gruff response. After a moment he turned and continued walking, nostrils pulling in the scent of bunny...a mere snack even for one as young as he was...but where was it?

Dark eyes searched the marble pathway, at first seeing nothing, but then, then he saw it. A flicker of movement along the white. " Be a good dog and head those snacks off." He nodded to the bunnies before he continued his ambling walk, slowly getting closer and closer to the bunnies. Of course, he had no intention of sharing.