Rage burned. He saw red. How DARE they. Dean was glaring daggers, his bright green eyes vicious looking with his rage. He stepped in front of you and Sam, back to you both.

"Say that again! Go on! Say. That. Again-"

He spoke shortly, his voice thick with pure rage. The people faced with his wrath backed up; the big, tall, 6'1 hunter looming over then.

"No one will harm a single hair on their heads! Is that Clear?"

Dean yelled the word clear, his rage filled voice growling with the yell in a highly intimidating way.