James shrugs because honestly, he doesn't want their animals to suffer because they had enough thought in their head to attack a ruddy dragon but not to think of all the possibilities. Besides, he hadn't said it. Just implied it.

Interceptor jogs up to Garahel and bumps his head against his friend's shoulder, before getting a drink. He's nearly of a size to the other mabari now, but still young. He doesn't have the height that Garahel has.