Aelena smiled at first at the sight of Iylldrraen lowering down to the level of the cubs. It was a miracle that their mounts had ended up mates. It seemed like the hand of fate was intent to push the Draenei and her Elvin companion back together. The cubs distracted her from what the druid was doing as they nipped at him and scampered around him. One even stretched up to attempt to bat at his long pointed ear. The shaman's giggle was cut short however when she heard the groan. Her eyes darted to Iylldrraen's face and went wide in shock. He was in pain. Immediately she wanted to spring to his aid but she did not know what was going on. Something felt wrong to her but it was an odd sensation and she was unfamiliar with it. The druid's connection to nature differed from hers but it still resonated and she felt queasy.<br/><br/>Still she took a step forward to help her friend when Rivern threw a hand up to stop her before he leapt on the other druid and pulled him from whatever was upsetting him so. The moments drug on while Rivern tried to calm his brethren and all the while Aelena stood frozen with unblinking eyes. Her heart was racing and she felt helpless. Thankfully after a few moments he seemed to come back to himself. She heard the short conversation and she felt an anger begin to boil in her as well. Goblins despoiling this place!? Killing her mount?! When Iylldrraen leapt to his feet she moved to his side, ready to face whatever was coming. Her hand moved to give his arm a light squeeze, just a sign that she was with him in this and they set off after Rivern. She had no idea what he was to show them but she doubted it would sooth her anger.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>