Element said nothing as the coyote women traded insults at each other, and the red one called the other a pawn. He had no place in canine politics, and didn't seek to get involved; but then, a certain look came on the face of the woman that had insulted both of them. A peculiar expression; Element hadn't seen someone look like that before, not really. He stared back at the woman and cocked his head slightly, about to speak, when he sighted the double swords the woman had hanging on her waist. He had seen weapons like that before, and he didn't fancy crossing them. Still, he felt no harm in voicing his opinion - he was likely faster than the coyote, at any rate.
"You do not like felines?" he asked delicately. "May I ask why not?" He wasn't seeking to provoke the canine into harming him or getting more angry than she already was, but he didn't like the looks she gave him; as if he were not a creature of his own, and was ridiculous for simply being a feline. He then remembered how he felt about canines not too long ago; he had thought they were all vicious, all horrid and perfectly vile. But he had learned - not all canines were like the one that had undoubtedly harmed Flower, and he was sure that this one was not of that type.
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