Safety and peace do not exist in this world, and Damon will be the harbinger of that message. Is it cruel to attack a bunch of bumpkins in the middle of nowhere? Of course it is, and he'd have left them alone if for not one among them being unusually mouthy. You can thank Nux for this later, Lazarus.

Damon was admiring his handiwork, arms crossed over his chest while he waited for the ones he was truly after to arrive. They'd call back their de-clawed wolf at any time, of that he had no doubt.

It wasn't the wolf that approached him, but the shepherd himself. His eyes focused on the man, expression unreadable. While they had a... semi-agreeable arrangement of Damon would leave him mostly alone that debt had been repaid as far as he was concerned. The sandwich though, that's just insulting. "You are too late for appeals, shepherd, your home burns," He gestures toward the flames. "And it would appear you drove your guardian further away than you might have imagined."

Actually it's kind of hilarious. In a way.