The wolf settles in front of Shishi, watching with a careful tilt of her head. She doesn't make any motion to trot forward and attack; instead, she moves a little closer, settling down in front of the lion with her haunches on the floor, head tilted, ears lowered; she isn't entirely comfortable with this, if she's honest, but she was offering something. Perhaps she might get something in return.

When she's sure that Shura has moved away Lauralae pushes herself up just a little, slowly walking around Shishi to head towards the direction that the woman went. She very deliberately places her nose to the ground and begins to try and track Shura, lifting her head to howl, a soft awoo, when she catches the scent.