A careless glance back at the blood streaking his fur, and Khoriya gives a dismissive wolfish shrug, shaking out his fur with the motion.
"A scratch."
For a beast who usually keeps his thoughts and emotions walled-up behind a stoic front, the look he levels downward at Bob is all too clear in its meaning: what am I to do with you now?
"...I suppose I could scruff you like a fool pup to deliver back to the village."
That's where the human had come from, Khoriya assumes. He could also shift and gain the use of hands, but he'd already had several too-close encounters involving wary, fearful denizens who'd mistaken the ordinary change of wolf-to-worg for something... worse. And if this human started shouting again, how many more hungry forest creatures might take notice?
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"A scratch."
For a beast who usually keeps his thoughts and emotions walled-up behind a stoic front, the look he levels downward at Bob is all too clear in its meaning: what am I to do with you now?
"...I suppose I could scruff you like a fool pup to deliver back to the village."
That's where the human had come from, Khoriya assumes. He could also shift and gain the use of hands, but he'd already had several too-close encounters involving wary, fearful denizens who'd mistaken the ordinary change of wolf-to-worg for something... worse. And if this human started shouting again, how many more hungry forest creatures might take notice?