At the call of his niece, the ears of the leader shifted backwards. As he loomed over the other with a narrowed gaze, he made no intent to turn towards Inferno. Instead, he remained in his place. He kept his paw lurking above Agrimony's face with a claw dangling above their eye as an intimidation tactic. The kingpin would not let them move. Never. Romulus listened as she spoke, carefully digesting each word. She provided no context, only providing her presence. How helpful.

Still remaining in place, a low growl echoed out from the lion. "And where were you last night?" he asked. If her answer seemed at all suspicious, he would lose hope for his niece. Sojourn had raised her to be sly, but he hoped she could at least be honest. Romulus, even so, held disdain for her. As the leader's tail lashed violently, he could only think of how his sister's crazed habits were implemented into Inferno's own personality. Thus, he could not trust his sister... Could he trust Inferno? Her mother was a killer, so was her boyfriend. Could she break the pattern? Doubtful.

The lack of trust and rising tension in the room was obvious. While Agrimony had stuck to his word, the kingpin couldn't help being hesitant. "So, you can't suffice going outside of the group, so you hurt one of our own?" he deduced. His voice was low, trying to remain calm and analyze what he could out of the situation. Even so, he couldn't help it. His body shook. Slitted eyes were contracted thinly as he stared down at the other and ears were flattened against his head.

For a moment, his paw redirected out towards the wing. A claw pointed at it, shaking with rage. "Then, if you're innocent, where did this come from?" He loosely flicked his paw towards him, the earth rumbling in his direction and successfully sending the patch of dirt and roots towards him. The thin, iridescent wing laid on top of the piece of land. It laid in front of Agrimony and besides Romulus now, showing the stallion what he (presumably) had done.