While waiting for his leader to exit the kitchen Nathan noticed that Dante had walked over and placed himself on the other side of the door, armed to the teeth with silver. With a low sigh, Nathan looked towards him and said, "It was a mistake to bring such weapons here fledgling, this is supposed to be a peaceful place. Bringing enough silver to kill an entire pack would give all of them the opposite feeling." with no short amount of disapproval. 

As he finished his little lecture, one of the pack members walked up and greeted Dante with a notepad. Either she was shy or she couldn't talk, either way Nathan didn't care. Settling himself back into his sentinel like guard, Nathan noticed a certain vampire giving all the wrong body cues. Unlike most of the other members who settled for a tense casualness, this one was angry. His fangs were out, his eyes were silver, and he pulled out a knife, not just any knife mind you but one that was designed specifically for use against werewolves. With a snarl the fledgling tensed and tried to leap over his coven mates. Tried being the key word. 

The fledgling didn't even get three feet off the ground before he was tackled by Nathan, fangs out and eyes a bright silver. Lifting the fool off of his feet, Nathan gave him a right hoot that shattered his fangs and most of his other teeth. Grabbing him by the throat, Nathan raised his voice for all to hear and said "Members, look at me now and heed my warning! The werewolves are under our protection as we are under theirs. Those who try to harm them shall be dealt with accordingly. Take this fledgling as an example." With that, Nathan reared his fist back and plunged it into the fledgling's chest, pulling out his heart before crushing it in his fist. Looking at the shocked faces of both coven and pack, Nathan shoved the now lifeless body to a lesser member, "I will do the same to anyone who tries to break this truce." Looking back at the shocked member he had thrown the body at, he said "Now pick this mess up." 

With that, Nathan went back to his spot beside the kitchen door and stood vigil again. He didn't even stop to wipe the blood off his hand.