[ A question he might've answered if the statement preceding it hadn't finally managed to upset him. He straightens up, bringing himself up high, although that matters little since the distance between doesn't allow for looming of any kind. The sudden movement brings his wings half open, as well, though still he does not charge forward in any way.

Luckily for Legolas, he prefers his temper not be ended with a body count, not unless there's no other choice. ]

The calamity of a dragon? I have never in any of my days unleashed such a thing upon any land! Am I to be as unwelcome here as back home? As hunted? Now I ask again, either shoot or be gone, archer! I am growing tired of being pointed at!