● Samuel ◦ Lawless ●
Woah, what was with this girl? She was incredibly stubborn. Across the territory lines, it was the exact same thing, except there she had the right to be there and here she did not. Risk-taker much? That did not matter, Samuel was not interested in letting her wander their territory to scare off prey or whatever she planned on doing over here. It was not that he did not trust her, (well, he didn't anyways), it was just that he was not interested in allowing strangers into his territory. Even an attractive one.
While raising his hands up slightly, Samuel speaks gently to the pure white wolf standing nearby."I do not want to hurt you Fae, just keep my property clear. You are welcomed to stay if you do not wander further." Of course, allowing the girl to stay was risking his pack members to distrust him, but the position of Beta made Samuel not care what others think besides his Alpha. As long as she did not completely enter onto their land, he didn't think her presence would harm much.
Standing there, he kept his eyes on the female. If she was staying, so was he. Just to make sure she did not go against his word and decide to wander further. He was also staying aware that she threatened him early into their confrontation of a fight. If this white wolf was serious about attacking him, Samuel would not hold back, but he would have preferred not to injure a female. She did not seem like much of a threat to him considering that his short temper usually ended him up in multiply handfuls of fights and physical altercations.
Being in his human form, Samuel realized how much the forest changes between forms. As a wolf, the colors are more vibrant, the images are sharper, and things are overall more beautiful. Samuel let out another small chuckle. How can he be enjoying scenery while there was a threat hanging over his head right now? His attention span seemed to be pretty short with focusing.
"You'll have to get use to me for a bit if you decide on staying." Samuel stretches his arms above his head, his spine making little popping sounds. Dropping his arms back by his sides, he lowers his body to the ground and sits on a large root the rutted out from beneath a tree. Since he has lowered himself to the floor, he was eye-level with thee fae. She had the opportunity to rip his face off, but for some reason, Samuel felt oddly confident that she would not. If his gut was wrong, he'd be one scarred up person for the rest of his life. Though he'd heal easily, there would definitely be a mark left over.
While raising his hands up slightly, Samuel speaks gently to the pure white wolf standing nearby."I do not want to hurt you Fae, just keep my property clear. You are welcomed to stay if you do not wander further." Of course, allowing the girl to stay was risking his pack members to distrust him, but the position of Beta made Samuel not care what others think besides his Alpha. As long as she did not completely enter onto their land, he didn't think her presence would harm much.
Standing there, he kept his eyes on the female. If she was staying, so was he. Just to make sure she did not go against his word and decide to wander further. He was also staying aware that she threatened him early into their confrontation of a fight. If this white wolf was serious about attacking him, Samuel would not hold back, but he would have preferred not to injure a female. She did not seem like much of a threat to him considering that his short temper usually ended him up in multiply handfuls of fights and physical altercations.
Being in his human form, Samuel realized how much the forest changes between forms. As a wolf, the colors are more vibrant, the images are sharper, and things are overall more beautiful. Samuel let out another small chuckle. How can he be enjoying scenery while there was a threat hanging over his head right now? His attention span seemed to be pretty short with focusing.
"You'll have to get use to me for a bit if you decide on staying." Samuel stretches his arms above his head, his spine making little popping sounds. Dropping his arms back by his sides, he lowers his body to the ground and sits on a large root the rutted out from beneath a tree. Since he has lowered himself to the floor, he was eye-level with thee fae. She had the opportunity to rip his face off, but for some reason, Samuel felt oddly confident that she would not. If his gut was wrong, he'd be one scarred up person for the rest of his life. Though he'd heal easily, there would definitely be a mark left over.
