Koa nibbled on her finger a tiny bit with his fangs, unable to stop himself. When she stood up he tried to as well, but that definitely didn't happen.<br/><br/>He still had the instinct to attack, but he knew his body wasn't up for it...and glad of that fact.<br/>When Abby brought the cold cloth back and pressed it against his forehead he sighed. The cold felt amazing in contrast to the heat he was feeling.<br/>Wolves normally had a higher body heat, but his was way up there right now, and his vampiric side HATED heat.<br/><br/>A slight pressure on the palm of his hand had Koa curling his fingers slowly. He didn't want her to disappear...he didn't want her to go back to Jerret...but both would happen eventually.