K seemed to change as the werewolves asked for Kotone as atonement to the leader's mate. K's deposition changed from that of a analytic scientist to an angry animal. He now gave a hiss, which reverberated in itself, sounding like an clicked version of a rattlesnake's rattle, as he put himself between Kotone and the leader. "Isk not mine." The weapon in his hand primed, the low sound of charging plasma sounding through the air. "Even isk mine...isk not yoursk."

The Wolven leader growled at the K'naorian, one option dead-set on his mind. "War."

The hissing click was echoed by the other K'naorians, the melodic eerie sound echoing from the trees and from even within the nest. It became apparent that if it was indeed war that the Wolven wanted, it was declaring war against the entirety of the K'naorian race. Which, as the ground began to rumble, became apparent that there was more than met the eye. Tendrils, not unlike the one from before, burst from the ground in an ovular shape, lifting up what had remained hidden under the dirt: the Nest. It was designed like a space craft from a dream, composed of the very exoskeletal materials that made the K'naorians themselves, only thicker and stronger. The ship seemed to have a steady pulse of movement, as if--and it did--it had a pulse of its own. The Nest, itself, was alive, at least to an extent.

The Wolven peoples soon forgot their orders as the leader howled at them to attack, instead opting to run from the behemoth of a creature, and obvious one-up to their own strength and numbers. To add a little dirt to the wounded pride, the K'naorians had the advances in technology that this world would not see for several millenia more.

The Wolven scared off, and most likely for good, K turned to the leader, who pounced in the air to attack. He was met with the stun of K's weapon, the plasmatic shot singeing fur as contacted with the shoulder, the Wolf falling to the ground. Several of the K'kaak then pounced upon the Wolf, biting down into flesh as a paralyzing venom took hold. Tie him to a tree on the border of our territory. He will explain to his Brothers what went wrong.

K then turned to Kotone and her pet, visually examining her for any phisological damage. "You isk good?"