"She was attempting to cross the border!" His tail stood up, along with his fur and his maw curled up into a snarl. "-and the only difference is you'll be-just-like-us! Wingless. Don't even know why you guys exist. Always coercing our members to get them in trouble, causing chaos with acts of seduction. Well, I'm not like them. Why? I'm not telling, because y'all say 'we didn't do it, someone else did it' or other lies." He stomped his paw on the ground firmly, bringing up faint memories of his past. That made him furious and eventually thrashed about in frustration, his nostrils flaring before slowly starting to weep. He curled up and whimpered for his mate, muttering about the winged.
(This, memory-upbringing causes him to have mood swings, this may happen frequently depending on the situation. Also, this may increase suicidal thoughts...)