And she smells a hound. And hears the howling. She's debating whether she should get ear plugs at some point. However, for now... The hound has her attention. Assuming it'd make her stop howling.

She going to approach, the scent of blood getting stronger the closer she got. She reach a hand out to the hounds head, before giving her ear scritches. "Blood smells good. What can I say?"

She's going to damage the paint if she goes fully feral... As such, she has Morana's attention. She really doesn't want to repaint the room-

She didn't scuff up the walls nor chip the paint. As such, headpats for her. Gentle and almost motherly with her touch. "How do you have so much energy?"

A rare ghost of a smile would cross her face as she would continue to pet the woman lightly. She actually enjoyed this, the woman was quite endearing. "You know there are other ways to get energy out without scuffing up my paint."