[b][u]Jauffre[/u][/b]

Jauffre used its spell like abilities to detect the thoughts of the group and sure enough this Jameson learned really quick about him. His cautionary actions were expected of a human. However, to be able to figure out and a keen sense to figure out what he was off the bat was not normal for their kind. No not normal at all. Jauffre would most certainly consult the man privately and let the man know that his intentions were of the benefit to the group. Also so that he would not reveal his suspicions to the others. He was not ready to be known yet. Not while there was a ill tempered witch who mistrusted everything and everyone. Why was she among these survivors he did not know. Her kind have also been a danger to society and always will be. However, she did care a bit about the elf woman which was a bit out of place. A witch caring for an outsider from her coven was not common. He looked to Jameson and made it so that only he saw his face and eyes. His innocent fox eyes quickly shifted to that of a dragons and then back to that of a fox. Jauffre then moved ever closer to the point he was no more then twelve inches from the man. He then sat down and looked up with one paw outstretched touch the leg of Jameson. He wanted the man to simply crouch just so that he could speak to the man.