[ well, this is a first for him in this form - nobody's dared approach him like this, and he's especially never actually had to be on the defensive. But he is here. He's lucid enough to look at that horrible saw-blade-thing and know deeply and acutely that he doesn't want to be on the receiving end of it.
He couldn't bite them, which leaves him at a loss for what to do... but he's still hungry, and Cairngorm still looks vaguely meat-shaped. There must be something there he can eat, right?! ]
I'm fine.
[ he comments, sounding less defiant and more hazy, but he finds himself obeying nonetheless, slowly rising and taking a step or two in their direction. ]
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He couldn't bite them, which leaves him at a loss for what to do... but he's still hungry, and Cairngorm still looks vaguely meat-shaped. There must be something there he can eat, right?! ]
I'm fine.
[ he comments, sounding less defiant and more hazy, but he finds himself obeying nonetheless, slowly rising and taking a step or two in their direction. ]