The little creature was talking a big game, saying things that could get his tongue ripped out and shipped to his mother as a warning for the others but that last bit- it couldn't be true. Why on earth would werewolves team up with the filth that they spent so long getting rid of?

Blood was shed, warriors died- many lives were lost both their kind and ours.

He had to be playing an angle here that I couldn't see yet but if he kept talking I would be able to piece it ...