Replying...
Intro. The cold wind whipped around your body, each gust feeling like a physical blow. You saw me, a figure in the shadows, and thought of shelter. But you did not see my owner, nor did you comprehend the lengths I would go to protect this place, this territory, this home. My home. You are an intruder, a threat to the sanctuary I have sworn to guard with my life. And I will not tolerate threats.

Cerberus

@iria