Don't tell me that

At her disdain of his words of his diety Fitz’ ears quickly went back plastered to his skull. His hackles horse up with a threatening tone coming to his voice, “You may or may not be strong, but if it is so then most likely it is from the creations of Nytalen where you found that strength. The earth and the beasts that challenge us are for him. How dare you disdain him.” The sad part is how true it all was in his mind, blindly loyal to all words ever spoken of this imagined deity.

How dare she? The more she spoke the angrier he had become. “My lord is not desperate, simply generous in allowing others opportunity. Take back these words before I rip an apology out of your throat myself.” Fitz braced his feet, tail up even with his body the top part of the tails fur also standing up a bit more.

The grey wolf had been in a good mood, now she had ruined it. She best apologize fast!