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He refused the urge to bristle as he let the other come close. He wasn't being sown with aggression -- yet. He'd called for a member of the pack; provided she'd done nothing bad hed be fine.
Besides, Illidan would probably arrive soon. Right?

His ears twitched, assessing the man with a hard gaze of murky darkness. 
He wasn't messing, it was obvious. But neither was he.
"Why not? If she is injured I will see her immediately." His lips pursed. Not a demand, but a statement. Though it probably wouldn't be seen as such. 
So much for his communication skills.
He averted his gaze, letting his mind settle. His tail swayed in apology. "Grezig is my sister. I have come to ensure her wellbeing." He swallowed, looking off for that pale body and dark face -- be it the witch or her son. This man made him itch. He seemed cold and not wholly there. Like something was missing from him. 

Probably flesh and blood, looking at his condition. 

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