i sleep well alone now

He couldn’t help but grin as the other wolf let out an exasperated sigh. “Scared I was going to chomp you?” he half teased, half boasted. He already knew he was the pride of his litter. There was little he couldn’t do. If he wanted to chomp her, she would be Bas-food. Luckily for her, she probably tasted stringy.

The other wolf straightened, trying to make herself look bigger as she spoke of fighting back. Oh yeah? Bas figured he could take her on. His cocky grin grew, but he said nothing about her posturing. “Oh yeah? I bet I could teach you. I’m the best fighter” he boasted. “What's your name, anyway?”

"Basilisk Fatalis"