Reawakening

A low rumbling erupted up from his throat; it was not imposing or aggressive, but agitated, and it held a tense discomfort for what he was going to tell the woman before him. "Oouur defeennsesss haave been maaade foool of." He licked his teeth and clicked them as he spoke, bristling the strands of slick, grey fur that lined his body. "Thheey haave been mocked. Byy thoose ooff thee Creeeek." He frowned. "Iiii do noott staaand foor suuch insoleennnce." It was a miracle how the beast had not yet traipsed into the Creek's territory and done away with all of them yet. But he held restraint; he knew that Xi'nuata had extended diplomacy to their leader, and he would respect the agreement they settled on. "Woould yoouu?" He added, narrowing his singular gaze to a slit.