[. . Not that Buckbeak seems to mind you. Those orange eyes are staring at you a moment, before pawing at the ground. You might be a werewolf, but he knew you. Doesn't really feel that clawing your face off is entirely necessary. Sirius just shook his head.]

". . . I have no idea where he came from, mate. Or why he's been following me all day. I'm not going to question him about it though. Suppose it's best to let him do what he wants. . . "

[. . Because those talons look sharp.]