Rotharre: Sees the glint of metal. Her form suddenly changes growing once again to show her true form. The spines along her back flare upwards, griff rattling as it unfolds, covering her sensitive earholes. Her growl sounds like a rumble, eyes glowing. Lips curl back, showing sharp fangs
Ulam: Senses Rotharre, frown coming to his muzzle
Rotharre? What wrong?
Rotharre: Doesn't reply, her eyes never leaving the knives