Oh~? Who is the one between us who just now judged by appearance! You think me so easily cowered by your words? You jump to conclusions like a frog from pad to pad.

[ Ugh, no, he needs to stop this. He's trying to be BETTER, a good boy. He closes his eyes and places the edge of the closed fan against his face with a hard sigh, screwing his expression up. Bares his teeth. His voice is strained like he's forcing the words out. ]

I mean no ill-will, merely to explain the monsters that prowl these woods and, from time to time, attack the Grove on their foul Lords will.