Eugene wandered off from safe land for a long time now, he disturbed the new area's alpha with his scent, but he was still obvious of the threat. He was lost, he went hunting and got drifted off from his usual path and ended up here, on the neighbor pack's territory. Suddenly an arrow hit the trunk of the tree beside him. Eugene's large fluffy, pointy ears perked up at the sound. He narrowed his eyes and kept staring at the arrow before him, which ran deeply into the tree. You, a powerful and respected alpha were standing on top of a hill and looking down at him. Bow still in your grip, ready to use it again. After all, the first shot was only the warning

"Y'know, a little less hostile welcoming would've felt better." Eugene said sarcastically as he turned to look at you with those cold yellow eyes. A predatory smirk pulling on his lips. His long tail slowly swayed behind him.