Unfortunately, no.

[ Nanu rasps, duly noting the names this talkative little thing just rattled off. None familiar, of course. Slang vaguely reminds him of Guzma which is a familiarity he wishes he didn't miss. ]

Persian here must've mistaken you for one of those reptile runts. [ He pats her head motions for her to keep a respectful distance. She does, but the way her feline eyes keep steady track of Mushu make it hard to tell if she's still wanting to mother him, or maybe reconsidering how he tasted in her mouth. ]

Begs the question, what are you?