Ankyra Sound they're lining up the prisoners and the guards are taking aim

He doesn’t act any much different, nor does he shy away from her… question, if we call it that. “Yes,” she instantly decides. Technically, no, but something unnerves. Or she thinks it does. She struggles to read his intent but she does not shift to hostility other than the slight ruffle of her fur. “There’s nothing further to pass through, you will only meet tooth and claw,” she warns him with a slight raise of her brow.