The last thing she wanted to do was disappoint her Alpha. Out of everyone else he trusted her to help him with this particular little mission. Of course, she was the only one out of everyone that understood what it was like to be feral. And she also had a more feminine touch...and she was usually always here. Sure Henry was the one that asked her to be here in the first place, but she assumed Tetradore was the one that had the final say. Whether or not she was the first choice for this or not she was happy to be here to help Henry and Sterling out. With the two of them going across the room to shift she turned her attention to Sterling a bit unsure exactly where to start. It wasn't difficult to see Sterling was already uncomfortable and nervous, but hearing the cacophony of bones cracking while the men shifted into panthers didn't really help. They should have changed somewhere else, out of eye and earshot, but then again Sterling would need to get accustomed to the sound. After all if he's going to be Henry's mate he's going to have to get used to all of his antics. What if Henry had to shift in front of Sterling? It wouldn't do anyone any good if Sterling fainted or ran away. Reaching out she gently grabbed onto his hands purposefully distracting him and keeping his focus on her alone. Telling him the goal was to get Henry to see him as pack was a quite a good start. Making Henry's cat understand that Sterling was the mate Henry chose, well, that would be way more difficult...and that wasn't something she or Tetradore could fix, and truthfully they shouldn't. Hearing Henry growl caused her to sigh for a moment, really this wasn't helping her. Telling Sterling he was just vocally saying he was curious seemed to not give the man any comfort. Teasingly she responded softly.

"Which one of us 'speaks' Were here?"

A small wiry grin was on her face as she stared at him waiting for him to think it all through. Just because he heard a growl didn't mean he understood what the growl meant. Humans always assumed they knew exactly what an animal was thinking or saying. How many times did she walk through the park in the South to see owners not have a clue what their dog was saying? One time when she and her mate were watching TV she paused the channel flipping onto a show where some man was misinterpreting everything the dog was doing and just why they were doing it. It wasn't that difficult. Even her mate would stutter his own disdain and declare the man dumb. Didn't Sterling know that was why she was here anyways? To be his personal Were translator. With Tetradore coming over to begin placing his scent on Sterling she explained carefully why they were doing this in the first place. Her hand stayed within his own as she squeezed it quite gently in a comforting manner. Even though Tetradore wasn't going to hurt him, he was the spitting image of Henry's panther form, and she was concerned his presence might trigger something. It took a while, but eventually the warlock would slowly start to calm down and relax. It was uncommon for Raven to hear her Alpha purring. A small grin appeared as Sterling stared at Tetradore in amazement, quite bewildered by that soothing sound. Nodding her head in agreement she playfully stuck her tongue out at her Tetra, teasing him in the process.

"It is rare when he purrs, but he is capable of it."

It wasn't often that she ever heard him purr like this. The man was hardly one that showed a smile or even seemed relaxed and content enough to be vocal. Listening to her mate purr always made her beam quite proudly. Whenever he was comfortable or satisfied with anything Tobias was always willing to be vocal. Sitting or lying beside him, when he was a man or jungle cat, his purr always comforted her too. Not to mention his purr tickled too. Her eyes would shift towards Henry as he slowly made his approach. Quietly she studied him not picking up any subtle hints that he would attack. As soon as he felt comfortable enough to make his approach again. Quietly she spoke aloud translating the panther's movements for the warlock.

"Do you see how Henry looks a bit more relaxed? Notice how his tail flicks lazily, if it was swaying back and forth quickly, he is upset and agitated. Notice how his ears are pricked forward, and how his nostrils wiggle, like he is picking up a scent, all these things show he is curious and interested."

Letting go of Sterling's hands she leaned back with ease into her chair. The stress she had about this whole ordeal slowly started to fade away. All that pressure she felt on her shoulders were suddenly gone. Now she felt exhausted. Seeing Henry rub his head against Sterling's other knee was a good sign. He was mixing his scent with his own. This was all a very good step to help Henry's cat see that Sterling was good and he wasn't an enemy. However, this wasn't going to resolve that issue of his cat knowing Sterling was Henry's mate. She still thought he saw that coyote as his mate. Raven and Tetradore wouldn't be able to fix that problem, and in her honest opinion, they shouldn't be involved with that. It was clear to see that Henry was thankful for her involvement and she nodded slowly his acceptance. This particular event wasn't going to solve everything sadly both of them needed to be reminded of this.

"This was a very good start, good job Henry. Sterling, I would suggest on a full moon you have him stick around here with us. Our animal half is more in control than our human side."

Seeing Tetradore yawn only caused her to yawn too. She could use the sleep. Although she appreciated her mate for waking her up extremely early to calm her down and destress her, Raven still needed a good amount of sleep to function. Getting up from her chair she pushed it in as she made her way towards Tetradore, one hand gently scratching behind his ear in an affectionate manner.

"I guess Tetra and I are done here. It was a pleasure to meet you Sterling. Tetra, if we hurry to bed, I bet Tobi won't find us for a while."

If Tobi was still up on the ship's deck he would most likely be outstretched, soaking up the sun, and taking a comfortable cat nap. And since she didn't make breakfast he would make a beeline for the kitchen to eat something. Which meant for a short time she could get some sleep. With a wave she headed for the stairs quite eager to get into Tetadore's comfy bed and fall into a death like sleep.

Raven Clocksworth.