Werewolves. There might be other shapeshifters. She's not sure if she would want to approach a wolf, but maybe if they are there, there will be others, too. Perhaps there will even be a cat, small or big.

She bounces at his report and starts to jump from slab to slab on the pavement, taking great care to never land on a crack.

"Nobody wants to tell everyone what they are, if they're not normal humans or running from something." And not being normal usually means that you're running from something by default.