Narinogoril
I exhaled in a vexing tone as I lifted myself off of the ground, moving slowly as to avoid another rebuttal from the Man-Beasts. "Let!" I thought loudly. "LET!" I tried again. The infernal bickering of the axe was deposited directly into my head, there was no reason why I could not do the same. Let wasn't responding. I doubt that the "soul-bond" between could be so easily severed, even if the cretin intended to make good on his proposition of deserting me. It looked like Let had found a new, novel way to agitate me. Now Let refused to speak at all. Attempting to disguise my aggravation I rolled my shoulders and flexed my neck, darting glances back and forth at those surrounding me. It became obvious that I wasn't hiding much of anything well at all.
"Aslani? How should I know what that is...?" I said, before taking a quick moment to reconsider my speech. I don't remember much of myself, but groveling wasn't something I do or ever did, at the same time dying out of arrogance wasn't something I was into either. I breathing heavily in frustration of not being able to adequately rely any information at all. "I wanted a pelt and food, and I don't know anything else", I said patting the snow off my shoulders and back. The chill piercing my skin. Somehow my statement sounded almost like a demand even to myself. Digging my heels into the white matter I spoke some more, straining to sound at least a little regretful. "I didn't know you weren't just a pack of wolves, I wouldn't have tried to skin you if I knew you could speak." I said shrugging, a funnel of white air escaping my lips and into the heavens above.