The pull of La'khay's beast spirit started to wane once she saw that the minotaur was most certainly dead. Slowly, she walked up to Tzirret as Gallus was comforting him and stood uncomfortably beside them. Although it had been ended quickly, the whole situation had been terribly stressful for her, and obviously Tzirret. 

Once Gallus mentioned the calf, La'khay turned her gaze to it. Her current form did not show the same subtleties of expression as her Khajiit form, but her slight grimace did show that she was not thrilled at the prospect of slaying the small creature. "Yeah...why don't you do that?" She finally answered. 

Keeping herself low, La'khay walked around behind Gallus so that she was in front of Tzirret. "Tzirret." She said as she sat down, pausing until he looked up at her. "You saved us, cloudy-cat. You actually did it." She said warmly. And, since hugging was more threatening in this form than anything, La'khay expressed her gratitude by licking his snout. Uncomfortable or no, she did have good intentions.