Lauralae likely does not appear much of a threat; she's barely scraping five feet tall with a raven hovering above her, her dark eyes wide as she gazes forward at them. She seems so small in comparison to the rest of her surroundings, attention settled as she looks between the woman and her lion. There's a childlike edge to her, something that demands attention, but she says nothing, not for a while.

Anyone else would think this situation something of a riot, something almost funny, but she seems to be taking it very seriously. While her nature finds her more at ease with canines - wolves have taken hold her her almost completely - she does have a spot for all creatures. Shishi certainly seems to interest her more than Shura at first.

"If he wishes to become stronger then he must learn." Lauralae nods her head. "If he wishes to guard you then he must know how to track." Perhaps that will work.