She laughs at this and walks up to Fuuma "Fuuma m'lad, that was poetry!" she grins, her strong accent  hard to understand "Sheer bloody poetry in motion! I only wish  I coulda been a' the right angle to see the look on tha' bugger's face when you'm done that!" She twirls her staff, tapping the gem to the greatsword in a strange salute.<br/><br/>"Jus' be warnin you'm... I'd be giving me a wide berth tommorrow if I were 'ee. 'S that time of the month, I'mma gon' be on the lookout for a meal." A huge hand claps him on the shoulder in a friendly way as she pads alongside the human, frowning as she notices something. "Duck!"<br/><br/>A large canine launches himself at Fuuma, only to be sent scudding towards Faronos when Laura rears up onto her hind legs and slams the staff into his belly, a swing a professional baseballer would have been proud of. "Silly  bas'rds... think I'm big'n slow." Her forehooves hit concrete "Think they c'n snatch a friend of mine out from under I..."