He stands on gaurd, tense and alert.� His ears sift the wind for the smallest sounds, his nostrils flare to catch the scent of trouble.� Suddenly he whirls and sees you standing there.� As� he brings his spears to bear, his eyes widen...
"Who the heck are YOU?"
I was just in a digitigrade mood tonight, I guess.� Note the shorter legs and torso; such shifts in proportion are not original to me, but I thought they's make him seem more animal and possibly cuter.
