Moonlight

"You're walking on thin ice. I suggest you think before opening your mouth next time."

Hah. Did I strike a nerve?

My eyes stayed forward, keeping my vexed glare off into the sandy treeline while he spoke against the side of my face.
'I suggest you chew on mint leaves before leaning that close to me."
I thought, flaring my nostrils as I exhaled.

I didn't know his position here, but something did push for me to try and keep my comments to a minimum until I had a moment to figure out how deep in the shits I was. The fact that I was even still breathing held weight in my mind, for if this were anyone trespassing on lands back at home... they would have been killed on sight. I was learning though. The beings in this land were...different. From the wolves that I met along the way down to this beach, to that big cat that did everything to save my life even though I was just a passing drifter in her eyes... They all had soft spots that I wasn't accustomed to. As long as I could find the tipping point in each situation, I knew I'd be taking advantage of how much I could get away with.

Within a few moments, the sound of louder thuds giving way against the sand started approaching. From the way I was facing while being pinned down it was hard to see who was coming. My body lay relaxed against the ground as I waited. Although, I couldn't help but notice that the beating of my heart was now involuntarily throbbing harder against my ribcage. My blood ebbed against my forearms and under my armpits, pulsating against my skin. My brain was pushing adrenaline into my bodys' circulation and forcing my breath to want to pull in faster. My nerves were beginning to creep up and I took a few slow inhales and exhales to try and calm my heart rate. I felt... excitement? But also on edge at the same time. What would their alpha say? Did pack members wait until law enforcement arrived to dig into their trespassers? Would I be let go or held and interrogated? Would I be forced to fight?
I swallowed the saliva pooling in my mouth.

I could hear the thunderous tone of the male that entered the scene behind me. My attention was split between the male on top of me, feeling the energy of the one behind me, and keeping my body relaxed against the sand underneath me.
'Stay still. Stay composed.' I warned myself.
There was a time for jokes and a time for seriousness. I had many lessons on how much I could get away with while growing up and hitting that boundary multiple times tempered my mouth to a point. Sometimes though, I still couldn't help myself. The boy claimed to his superior that I was willingly trespassing, which pulled a snort from my nose.
'Oh stop it. You have no proof.' I growled in my head.
All he knew was that I was here. I could have swam here. I could have been dropped off. Hell, I could have been here running away from danger. They knew nothing, but as wolves do - they assume.
' Honestly, I'm surprised you guys let me get this far.' I thought, while also mentally chiding myself on trying to scapegoat the fact that I indeed came here willingly...and purposefully. The only unforeseen variable was the kid.

A grunt pushed through my throat as the male gave a shove into my body before departing. I made an effort to push against him as he hopped off, then made my way to pull myself up into a stand. My body gave a brisk shake to rid the sand and sticks out of my pelt before turning to face the alpha. Aw...man. He was big. About the size of my father, if not a bit leaner. His fur was dual-toned, split in half as if his genetics couldn't decide on what color to choose for him. One half of him melted into the night, only being highlighted on the fringes of his fur while the other half lit up with the help of the moon like he was glowing. The young brutes voice came through again and I didn't bother giving him any of my attention anymore. To a point, he wasn't worth manners. None of them were. But like I mentioned earlier, there was a limit - and I wasn't looking to die tonight.

I gave a quick look at the mans' face and then brought my gaze slightly lower to his muzzle out of habit. His expression was impassive, unreadable. I took one step back to widen my personal space and kept quiet until I was spoken to. My own stature remained composed even though I could feel the muscles in my shoulders and thighs tensing up against the skin. I was ready to try and run at a moment's notice, though I hoped I could negotiate a willing release.