"Now now, son. Why should you have to buy anyone a drink? you didnt do nothin wrong." Scry had been a little suprised when somone started speaking and looked to see a man with his hand on the Were's shoulder. He was going to say that it was fine with hiim but the man went to address the sherrif, "Sheriff, if anything, this man right here should be apologizin for tryin to kill you, aint that right? Thats all he needs to do, right sheriff?" Scry looked between the three men uncertaintly since he was not sure how this was going to turn out.<br/><br/>Scry's ears perked right up when it appeared that the sherrif was letting all of this go, "Well he is a sorry lookin fella so I will consider this a strike one for him. Y'all behave now. Nothin I hate more then havin to come off my front porch twice for the same person." Scry watched as the man left and  turned back to the Were and the new person. His eyes searched over the man as he tried to figure out what he was. As usual in his excitment at meeting a new creature he invaded this mans personal space as he looked him the eyes, "You are an intresting man! Do you mind if I ask what it is you are? I am always intrested in learning about new species and races that I have never met before." His tails started to wagg slowly, "Thank you for helping out there and my name is Scry. You are?" He asked quickly as he usually did almost forgetting the Were again but this time he looked at the man so he did not get shot again, "Is there anything you came in here to say to me? I realize I was a bit rude earlier but it is not often that I meet so many intresting people and creatures." He said with a smile that he hoped portrayed his apologies.