Don't you talk to strangers.

I didn't know if we should attack yet so I didn't I know Ferdie wanted to do this diplomatically, but I'll be threatening well enough.

Jace chuckled a dark sound at the words that ghosted cutthroat's lips. Perhaps it had been a rather rude jab, but he had meant it to be a jab none the less. Jace watched as the lone female headed off towards the caches he had buried there and a deeper growl resonated from deep within his chest. She was probably off to destroy the caches he had worked hard on and that was a low blow as far as he was concerned. He had made most of the caches in the creek as well, how quickly these wolves forgot where his loyalty had lied. He took a menacing step forward at the wolves a snarl etched on his face and his eyes dark and forbidding. He really did not wish to fight, but he would if he needed to. He hoped one of the females would go after Danica since all three of the males that had been brought were muscle bound hulking monstrosities, he would have a tough time fighting with them this much he knew after all he was still young though large.

The words that spilt from Njal's maw were poison and venom and they cut deeply into the young wolfs already broken heart. He had controlled himself, he had been sent away because he wouldn't kill another. He looked at Njal and realized that if the male was so quickly and apt to believe that he was a monster a monster he would show him. With a snarl sent from the devil's own hell he moved closer still staring at any and all in the eyes. You want to believe i'm a monster so badly Njal so be it, but you know better if you think hard. Then he stood still with anger and hurt in his eyes and a growl in his throat. He would not attack them first, they would have to jump him and then who was the monsters, the ones who were quicker to bloodshed than he.