Haunted Wood Catatonic

No? he questioned, brows rising as if to further question her answer on the fact. She was greedy, fickle even from the way she spoke. There was little to no guarantee how long she was willing to stay as a Nightwalker and already Vengeance was growing more and more wary of her presence. And what if I am to snuff you out, right here, and now. He stood tall, broad shoulders squaring out while glaring down at her from above his muzzle.

To me, you sound like a threat. A weed, just begging to be plucked before it spreads. How can I trust you. Though if he had trusted her, there was the possibility of them working very well with one another. But what was there to trust. Sure she was honest, somewhat, with her intentions of ruling over her own lands; but other than that, how could he be certain that she wouldn't destroy what he was building along the way?