*ties a large noose, puts it around his neck, and then throws the other end around a branch.
Now try to pull me up. You cannot do it, I'm too large.
Even if you could, I'm in control. If you hang most Werewolves, they'll revert to their bestial nature, and struggle-- choking themself faster. Me? I've had many years to find my center of mind.
*begins turning a shaggy grey color, and his hair grows longer. Eventually, a fourteen-foot high grey wolf is sitting beside a tree, staring at everyone.
I don't go insane when in this form. I don't care for it as much as my regular form, though, as its so hard to wipe. This form is also itchy.
...and even if you could get this rope to move, *swipes above his head, neatly severing the rope and freeing his neck*
...I'm calm and controlled enough to excape. We need to find the wreckless and uncentered wolves who've invaded my territory, and get rid of them, whether by my experienced claws or by a quickly and hopefully painless noose.
If DarthFerrett isn't a wolf as I think he is, I'll probably not be with you tomorrow. I don't know if I could fight off two wolves, though I'm pretty sure I'd at least injure a single whippersnapper.
*Orgg reverts to his usual gigantic self.