Demoness' multi-hued bodice strolled along the side of the paved road, but common sence made Akira stay off the road itself. Having just gotten a full belly from a juicy sheep, the wolfess was ready to explore a bit more. She was always alert but was ready for some action. The half-full stomach did not slow her down but speed her up and fill her with energy. Akira was never weary. Everything in the witch's life was about excitement, fun, trouble, and chaos. Her head moved around to look in all directions, hoping for something to entertain her boredom.
Alpha brute watched from the shadow of the bushs as the wolfess walked past him. Slowly he raised and stepped out from the brush, banner raised to alpha positin, he opened his maw to emit a sharp bark towards her. "Hey vix!" He snapped at her. He stalked forwards, hackles raised, he snarled at her.
Akira ignored the voice and continued to walk on not wanting any trouble from him. When she heard the snarl her pelt bristled and she whirled around snarling fiercly. Her optics glittered with hate and rage as she stared evenly at the brute. He acted so dominant. Besides, even if he was, he was not in his pack and she had no reason to respect him. Akira belonged to a pack of her own. In a harsh voice she hissed wickedly at him.
~What do you want, brute?~
She stood in a position that prepared for anything he had in store for her. He may think she was a weakling wimp but others who had tested her new better now. Her wet canines caught the sun's light and glistened making her seem all more threatening.
Brute discontinued his snarl, but it was still kept in his voice when he was speaking. As he was about to, he opened his nares and sniffed at her, the scent of another pack came to him. He stepped forwards. "Which pack are you from?" The snarl in his voice was loud, as he called at her. Once again he stepped towards her, banner was lowered into a comfertable position, not a friendly one, but comfertable. Pools looked at her, scowling over her bodice.
Akira continued to snarl and kept up her defensive position as the brute challenged her. When he tried to get closer and take in her aroma, she leaped backwards then made a false atack, lunging forward while snapping then backing up again. When he moved forward she moved away, a good range away so she would have time to react for any threat he might dish out. She bearely listened to his words, but continued to step away, whipcord held in a higher position then the brute's. She replied in a nasty hissing voice that still spoke of betrayal.
~It is none of your business where I come from, now move along, brute!~
Akira continued to defy the one who dared aproach her as she held herself in a more dominant posture, still aware of everything around her and ready for an atack. Her glittering optics pierced into the brute's pools as if she was judging his soul and apparently was not satisfied with what she saw.