His ears turned forward as he saw one of the wolves muttering something to the male he was glaring at. The pretty-boy spoke low, but Kaname could make out snatches of the man's words. ....their fight......not attack.... The assassin wanted to make his body relax, now that he had confirmation that the other wolves would not attack.
They had honor, sure. But they were still threat. He backed up slowly, but kept his gaze on both of the wolves, now examining the wolf who spoke. There was something strangely...familiar about this one. It was his eyes, definitely, but who was he similar to. Unable to figure it out, the assassin simply watched both of them for sudden and/or suspicious movements as Cara and the usurper began their fight.