Oax kept the man's arm in her bite, but she narrowed her eyes. She could understand what the man was saying, even if it wasn't in the common language. She looked sideways over to Kirl, wondering what the young woman would do.
Kirl, like the hyena, narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Was he telling the truth? She was akin to animals and their senses, and humans, and anthros, were animals. She sensed that something had changed in the man, but she still knew he couldn't be trusted, at least at the moment.
"Who are you?" she asked, still holding her knives at the ready. "What's your name and why do you have more than one persona?"
If that was even true.