Rosewater Oasis fight, little wolf, fight

Suspicion warred with hope in the roiling of Sylianos' mind, which was beginning to grasp and hold thoughts irrelevant to their present circumstances. Thoughts like, I wonder if mom and dad had more kids and what if crabs had wings and where do stars come from, really? He was so spaced out for a minute there that until Soto was right in front of him, Sylianos hardly noticed what was happening.

Hey! he said, baring his teeth in a weakened threat that lashed for the side of Soto's face in retaliation when the man shoved some concoction into his wound. His teeth grazed harmlessly through the fur of the man's cheek. A bluff. Already, there was a tingling sensation in the wound that felt better than the throbbing pain. The fuck, dude?!

He growled at the man, shuffling backward a little and only allowing it to taper off in his throat as he looked to his twin. Now what?