The moment her hand made contact with his face, which of course he allowed since he knew was somewhat in the wrong, a loud, snarling growl ripped from his throat. In one swift movement, he stood up and towered over her. With his eyes glowing read and his hands shifting into claws, he growled louder at her.
"This has nothing to do with how strong or weak you are. Why can't you accept that? You stand up to a master other than myself and they'd either lay you out or poison you. You're not invincible. You could be physically, mentally and emotionally abused on a regular basis. And when you're time was up, you've be forever scarred. So don't fucking tell me I don't know shit about any of it. Women... mothers, daughters, sisters,... all of them should be loved and cared for, God damn it."