Yalanilue's nose flares slightly as she sniffs the air in the werewolf's direction and she sneezes. "I don't know [i]what[/i] you smell of, but your no ordinary werewolf, are you? Who are you?"

Corona wrinkles her nose at the mention of the lichking, then she tilts her head in curiosity at the weird-smelling human. She frowns at the mention of the scent of fire. "Fire and brimstone... female? What is she?"

Yalanilue raises an eyebrow. "I'm a dragon." She turns to Arz and Henri. "And lower your weapons, they have none except for the werepup."