Aelena's white cheeks flushed a pretty pink at the druid's odd reaction to her. It looked quite foolish but she simply stood frozen with her hand still extended while he simply stared at her. That he moved in and sniffed repeatedly at her hand was only marginally better. Maybe this one simply had spent too much time in feral form. With her head cocked to the side and a perplexed look on her pretty features, she watched him dart to the dresser and start rifling through it for whatever it was that he had in there. It turned out to be clothing.<i>How peculiar </i>the Draenei thought at the sight of him dropping clothing on the floor. This was going to be an odd partnership indeed.<br/><br/>A soft, befuddled sigh passed full, pale lips when things got even more bizarre when he walked in a quick circle and then simply stared at her. Her hands moved to perch on shapely hips and the normally bubbly shaman felt frustration welling up inside her. It was not often that she required conversation but it was most assuredly speed this process along if he could communicate more clearly. When the feral druid turned his back and stared back at her it finally clicked. Her luminous eyes darted from the clothing to the cheetah and she hurriedly turned around, blushing at her inability to grasp the point sooner.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"So sorry."</span>She mumbled, still blushing and staring intently at the floor. She stood stock still until he told her it was okay to turn around.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>