Her home

'Rustle'

Xavier who was enjoying Lyra's soft fingers between his fur jolted in his place before standing on fours. Then he narrowed his gaze at a particular spot as his ears perked up trying to catch on even the smallest movements. 

Meanwhile, Lyra was surprised due to his sudden actions and got up from the ground while dusting off the dust that might have gotten on her clothes. 

"Your majesty?" before she could say more, Xavier's teeth tugged on her skirt bringing her behind him. He took a protective stance in front of her and bared his fangs. This made even Lyra worried. She looked in a certain direction following his line of sight and before she could concentrate on what was happening, the danger stood facing them. 

A pack of grey wolves stepped out of the bushes before snarling at them. Showing off their large canine teeth, the wolves started to take a threatening step toward them.