Arad glared at the wolves' den standing above a tree, spying for the biggest one. ^There should be a leading couple. Killing them is what I need to do.^
{Exactly. You don't need to kill them. Force them to submit.}
^So, no bites or claws.^ Arad sighed. The leader doesn't intend to leave the den, so he has to attack.
Thud! Arad lept from the tree, landing in front of the wolves with a crack. His tail whipped the ground as his neck wiggled like a snake. A dark shadow burned on his skin as he growled, a deep crunchy burp-like purr, chilling the bones of anyone who heard.
The wolves glared at Arad in surprise. None dared to move. They could feel it. Their fangs won't dent this creature's scales.
Hesitating, the wolves resorted to growling and taunting, charging for a short distance and stopping. They surrounded Arad but left a gap, hoping their intimidation would work and that Arad would leave them alone.
