"Depends on what they eat. Normally things with claws like that are gonna be meat-eaters, but...mm." He shakes his head. "Not sure. Better to get a closer look, first. If we can."

If they don't have to kill them, he'd prefer it. But if it's a matter of protecting their new shelter, they'll do what they have to.

Suddenly the jingling seems to be getting louder, and Charles holds out an arm to halt Jacob from progressing any further. Wait. Stay still.