The Heartwood blood of the wolf and heart of the lamb

As the two debated what to do with him, Kadezj continued to wonder why these foreigners clearly had no sense of how to avoid conflict. There was a lot of misunderstanding here - but it wasn't just of Kadezj's native language. He could speak the common tongue just fine, and the choice not to was intentional. It spoke further to his irk that they still refused to heed his warning to give him space. Clearly, they both sought to heal him - but if that were truly their intention, he did not imagine they would go about it by bickering over him and ignoring his very clear requests of them.

Since his posturing was obviously not direct enough, he mustered whatever strength he had to lunge and snap offensively, this time snapping his teeth toward the male wolf, careful not to come in contact with him but with coming well within the other's space. "Stand back," he said, using their words, and rounding to snap at the female for good measure as well. He made direct eye contact with both, gaze snapping quickly between the two. He tried one last time to use his body alone to convey an exceptionally clear message: I am injured and do not trust that you will not kill me.