Zatira bit her lip lightly her hands still resting across her stomach. The little yip made her want to get up and play with the little puppy. A solid kick from inside her stomach distracted her thoughts for a moment. She kept her eyes on the puppy though. She really did want to play with the puppy, maybe she could convince him that he was just that. Just a puppy, not a shifter, then she could have a pet.