Lorne flailed a little. "Will you stop doing that?" Oh how he wished he had a stunner right now. He wouldn't feel half as bad shooting him with that than using his Barretta. "And I would not make a good puppy, or an animal of any kind!"
Grumbling to himself a bit, he finally turned to the man with feathers as hair. "And who are the fae? Are they a group, or a race?"