At the roar and being yelled at again, Sengalo flinched, this time harder. His mind was screaming to him to kill them all right then and there. Sengalo's pupils contracted ever so slightly, but this wouldn't be noticed by one who barely knew Sengalo. No, it would take one a lot longer to notice the signs that appear on Sengalo when he's enraged. His ears swiveled back, but didn't flatten. Ofcourse, they wouldn't believe him. He had to think quicker than that. "I was practicing my hunting skills," he said in a low tone as he looked at the ground.