Ahnasha could hardly stand to listen to Monderyn's justifications for his actions. By the reasoning he was using, Ahnasha found him frustratingly thick-headed, but her anger was nowhere near Fendros'. He seemed to be on the brink of attacking through their entire exchange, to the point that it only took one insult to cause him to snap. 

As Fendros reared back for the killing blow, Ahnasha, despite her anger, still brought herself to act. She would not have shed a tear if Monderyn were to die, as it was not he that she sought to protect. Her instant reaction was instead motivated by the desire to protect Fendros. If he killed his own brother in a fit of rage, he would never forgive himself. Ahnasha stepped forward and grabbed a hold of Fendros' wrist as it was reared back behind him. She could not really stop him in this form if he was truly intent on strking, but for him to strike would require that he force his way through her. "Fendros!" She said firmly, staring into his wolfen eyes. "He is your brother. He is a thick-headed idiot with no idea what you sacrificed for him, but he is still your brother."

At the same time, several of the others had made it into the room, in varying stages of alertness. As expected, it was Meesei who was the most calm and collected, even in such a dangerous situation. She carefully closed the door behind them, then spoke in a calm, but authoritative voice. "Fendros, you need to shift back, before we attract the attention of anyone else in the building."