Larksong Grotto Now we got problems

Sebastian was genuinely confused about what was happening here. And today he didn't have the pack as a back up. Plus! He couldn't be a weakling. He would need to stand up for his pack. Yes, that sounded right. "Excuse me?! I am no assassin," he pointed out, if the situation was less tense he might have laughed. Did he look like an assassin? "Peregrine and Fox don't send out wolves to kill for them! If you would know them well you wouldn't say things like that! Black Feather Woods are the assassins. Besides, what makes you so important that Mr. P and Mrs. F want to kill you?," Sebastian casted back and snorted in disbelieve.

This female might have more arrogance than his uncle, which was close to impossible. Sebastian kept his pale eyes at the not-to-be-trusted-female. He didn't want to be attacked again. He was so shocked by the random attack that he had forgotten about the descriptions Fox might have told him one time. Normally he was good at remembering things but, today didn't seem to be his day. He wanted to tell her how she wouldn't have a chance against him but that would be rather counteractive against the point he wanted to make.