Cheshire Country

A voice broke her thoughts, an unfamiliar wolf, and from his scent, a rouge. Her fur stood on end, he was intruding. She sprang to her feet and raised her tail "Fenris is it?" She growled. "My name is of no concern to you. All you need know is this land is owned by Lord Collision and you are trespassing." She hissed, eyes locked on his green oculars. She was vulnerable now more than ever, her birth season had come and she had begun her heat. No doubt it was what drew the male here, and if it wasn't it was more than likely a reason he'd stay. She dropped her head with a snarl, waiting for the opportunity to lunge for his throat. Her heat made her more aggressive, not that she needed it, she was aggressive enough on her own. She was almost half the wolf's size dusted with thin wispy fur and large rip-able ears, she had no defenses, she had many weak spots, her only hope would be to cry for help and hope someone would come if he overpowered her.

Speech!