Sleeping Dragon This is either madness or brilliance

Depp's ear twitched at the sound of another, he began to turn, in order to explain himself, but before he could do so was pinned to the ground. He held an extremely puzzeled expression, staring up at the wolf, before realizing their intention. He quickly shifted his neck to avoid the attack, and instead get nipped slightly on the shoulder. "Aye! Aye-aye, I mean no quarrel!" His voice was urgent, and somewhat offended. Violence was such an unintelligent and dense way to deal with issues, especially when you have a tongue as skilled as his. The wolf's intention was not for fight, but for simple answers, he stared up at the fiery fae, hoping to catch her gaze and use their mouths to speak rather than bite. 

He wasn't completely surprised someone wished to attack, he was aware of Sleeping Dragon's customs - almost the opposite of Seadog's brutality-free rule. If one entered their ground the most they would do was have Sen likely scare the living hell out of them, and perhaps brawl as the last resort. But to strike without thoughts seemed so... empty headed.