Claudius' eyes widened when the other wolf claimed he was there to bring supplies. Supplies? Hah! Claudius didn't believe him. He was certain that it was some sort of ruse or trick to lure him into doing something. Claudius knew that this horrid wolf had some sort of nefarious plan up his sleeve and he was determined to prevent it. He began to speak, but then a frightened girl, cowering behind the other wolf, shrieked and waned and wooed. It was all horribly annoying and served to aggravate Claudius further.
"Me-muh-me-e hurt you? I wuh-would ne-ever sink to hi-is level. I do-on't hu-urt others," he bit out. "Not li-i-ike yuh-you-ou do-o," he added, training his gaze on the male wolf. He stalked closer and eyed the wolf suspiciously. "Y-uh-you ha-a-ad be best... leaving... we-e-e-e do-on't nee-eed your trou-uh-uble. Go bo-o-other s-o-o-ome ha-a-a-rmless pi-i-igeo-ons o-or somethi-i-ing. At le-east the-ey co-ould fi-ight ba-a-a-ack or fly... away," he snarled.