simmer down and pucker up

The screech surprised him so much he didn't even lung at her. More over he stepped backwards, trying to look around for anything that could have possibly scared her. A bear? On this island that was not likely, though it could have been him but that did not occur to him until she finally settled down on the ground after the commotion. Hopefully Adalgisa didn't hear it and think he was doing something stupid. His two different ears swiveled a little to her. Hoping she hadn't injured herself, wait why was he hoping that? His eyes narrowed for a moment as he stayed silent, giving no expression as he usually did. Perhaps it was her markings, after all the Xanilov's were here on these lands. She could be one of them, but it reminded him of the disservice his family had caused he and his sister and it sickened him. Everyone was evil in his eyes unless they convinced him otherwise.
"You didn't hurt anything did you?" he asked stepping a little closer. She bore those markings, so that was probably why. Family was important, he didn't need to enjoy their company like Ada, yet he still had a right to respect them at least. Not that he cared, his poor apathetic state most of the time left him in wonder. He flicked his tail. "Solas Volkov. You?" he asked presenting her with a name, and hoping his assumptions were right from before.