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Shura pointed at the pair that she'd been looking at, "I like the coloration of them." She said, indicating the pair that had the leather working dyed red. It was a color that she favored and therefore it made those gauntlets a pair that drew her eyes. She put Anhalo up onto her shoulder before she picked them up, testing their weight, then with the permission of the shop owner tried them on.

Giving a grin she nodded, "Yeah, that isn't so bad." She said as she threw a couple of mock punches. They weren't so heavy that they would weigh her down, meaning that she'd still be able to fight without having to adjust too terribly much. They would be enough that they would give her a bit of intimidation factor as well if she threatened to punch someone with them. It would be the best way to go about protecting Dovian for sure!

"What do you think? Would they make good fly swatters for those pests that try clinging to you, Dovi?" She asked, giving a bit of a laugh as she took the gauntlets off, replacing them on the display. She'd definitely have to come back for those later! Until then she would just have to start to save up again so that she could get the gauntlets and jump right into training. After all once they figured out what they wanted to do their father had told them that he would get them the best teachers to help them hone their skills. Something that she was greatly looking forward to. Street fighting was one thing but really real fighting was quite another... the biggest difference being actual training being involved.

Shura started to laugh, "Really? Well... that's good I think? Though since it's you there is no real reason for you to run from me." The idea that he might run away from still kind of amusing to her since it was basically the opposite of what she wanted from the gauntlets. He was supposed to run to her so that she could protect him, not away. Still, it was kind of a funny mental image, her chasing after him demanding that he let her save him.

Glancing toward the black and brown gauntlets that Dovian was pointing to. They were a little plain but it seemed that they were for... him? A less flashy pair of them might suit him. Why gauntlets though she found herself wondering. Did that mean that he wanted to learn to fight with his fists as well? It was an odd thought but at the same time it was actually a very good idea. It would mean that he would be able to take care of himself... not that she liked the idea of him doing so since it meant that he wouldn't really need her anymore.

"So long as you really want them then I think they would suit you, Dovi." She told him, patting his shoulder, "I don't want you picking them just because I did and you think you have to follow suit."

Shura gave a nod of her head, "Alright, if you're certain. It could be fun for us to train together with the same weapon. I bet we could come up with all sorts of fun tricks!" If he was sure that he wasn't just following her lead then she would be only too happy to train alongside her brother.

At the mention of getting Anhalo home to eat she nodded, "Yeah, I'm sure that he would love that. Isn't that right, Anhalo? Some tasty treats for my little baby!" She hugged him close before she paused, looked up to Dovian, and said before he could tease the little pup, "I won't let him get fat! I will make sure that he gets some playing in so that he can run off all the snacks." Even if he would be cute no matter if he was fat or not.

Shura pouted before looking down at Anhalo, "Don't worry. You will be adorable no matter what! Don't let anyone ever tell you any differently." Words that had the pup squeaking in delight, obviously a fan of any time that Shura talked directly to him. It was something that had his tail wagging like crazy behind him, which had her giggling a bit, "You really are the most adorable little water kitty ever! That's the reason that I picked you out of all of those that the breeder had. You're the best one ever! Yes you are!"

At the mention of the girl from earlier Shura's nose wrinkled a little and she found herself looking from side to side. She didn't see the pest straight away... which was good. The last thing she wanted was to have to hand Anhalo over to Dovian again so that she could chase off the same person a second time in one day. She'd do it, of course, but she'd rather think that the girl would at least be smart enough to get lost for at least a while before bother Dovian again... or maybe she could get lost for good? That might take a few more punches though, huh?

"Don't worry, if she dares to show up I will deal with her again with Jonal's blessing."

"Yes, he will be cute even if he gets fat." She said, though she didn't mean to allow him to become as such. Surely it wouldn't be healthy for him! Especially since he was just a little baby! When he was older it might be something to worry about a little less... but for the time being it was important that she took good care of him and made sure that he was kept healthy and of a weight that was appropriate for his size and age. That was what she was going to attempt to the best of her ability at least.

Shura's smile seemed to only get that much brighter and more devious before she said the sweetest tone of voice ever, "Oh! Don't worry, Dovi! I'd only make sure that she got lost in the desert if she isn't good enough for you."

Shura gave a sharp nod of her head, "The only way you will be getting married any time soon is with the blessing of Hatald handed to me personally so I know the girl is good enough for you." She gave a smile, patting her brother on the head. There wasn't a girl out there that she felt was good enough for Dovian... but she'd let them try once he was a bit older and less of a push over. Not that she would make it easy for anyone even then. They would need to prove to her that they were worthy of her wonderful brother though she had a feeling that there was no chance that any random girl would be able to do so. Especially if the girls from today were any indication of those she'd be dealing with.

As her brother tugged on her sleeve, his stomach grumbling, she starred up at him for a moment. Ah-ha! So it wasn't Anhalo he was thinking about, it was himself! Of course she knew that the little zanteer wouldn't turn down food at his present age so she would call it even. Given both of them, not to mention Shura herself, were all hungry she picked up the pace a bit, "Let's get home so that I can get both you and Anhalo fed. I don't want the two of you wasting away on me." Who would she protect then after all?