with my ever present grin i come back to the conversation with "we'll see. the enemy hasn't attacked in a while, so how about when they do, we have a deathmatch? highest body count at the end of the night wins. you in? i first must warn you, i'm very sadistic. i have a damn near unmatched bloodlust & i use it very effectively."
thinks *he definitely saw me, but he doesnt look like he is with them, just in case, i should disappear* (master of stealth, but thats about it. not particularly strong or agile but with quick fingers)
(sure. maybe some gore will get it going.) i see a heavily armed intruder coming to the gate. i jump down & slit his throat. i stand in the crimson spray for a second, then notice others. i stab the eyes of one & snap the other's neck. i behead a few, then give the last one a trachaeotomy via hidden blade. my fur is almost completely red because of the bloodbath.
"i hope you're not the one who trained them. they were an insult." i draw my sword. (it's identical to Mugen's sword from Samurai Champloo. love that show. absolute favorite samurai of all time.) "if you leave now, i won't follow you. you're young. unexperienced. i don't want to kill you."