It would be an understatement to say Swifthoof was surprised by the sudden appearance of the draenei. Her rifle almost tumbled out of her hands as she jumped and fumbled with it while snapping around to figure out just what the hell was going on. She'd barely turned her back and now this, alliance was appearing out of nowhere...Naked apparently.<br/><br/>That didn't register initially. The only thing that did was the draenei herself. A alliance soldier. Instinctively the tauren's rifle snapped up to her shoulder and she hastily clicked the hammer back in preparation to fire. "The...Fel...?" She trailed off as she finished lining up the rifle and finally got a decent look at the woman. With a frown she kept her gaze firmly locked with the draenei's face. Alliance or no, she still relaxed her grip on the weapon somewhat. She wasn't without honor, and shooting an unarmed, and armored person no matter their allegiance wasn't something she did. "Alliance ambush..." She cursed under her breath, her ears twitched slightly as she strained to pick up on any others trying to get the drop on her.<br/><br/>Gabriel was just as startled as his mistress, and was quick to dash back to her side. Though upon realizing Swifthoof was standing her ground, the wolf swiftly positioned himself at her side, fangs bared in preparation to act at a moments notice.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>