Larrin groaned softly as he came back to consciousness, if just barely, and Erin would feel something odd coming from the man. the empathic side of her would feel more than the physical pain of the tall male. apparently he carried a such a large burden for a man seemingly only in his late twenties. the telepathic side of her would see flashes of fangs and claws, and hear bestial snarls and growls. then, in an instant, those sensations suddenly stopped, as the lupine shielded off his mind from the girl. he was just barely awake enough to feel their presence, and feel the subtle probing of Erin's gifts. he gave another weak groan before blacking out once more. to the Erin, it would be like looking into a decently lit room, then everything fading to pitch black, as far as being able to read anything about the man before her was concerned. one thing she might have grasped before he shut off to her, was there was more to the man bleeding out on their doorstep than met the eye. he should have been dead before he even reached the house, but something was keeping him alive, if just barely.