Not Too Hard, Please

At the bump Pyrr turned her attention to the older female, her fiery gaze dancing with excitement. “A few. Though none quite big enough to suit me I’m afraid.” She grinned, for it were true; with her larger size it took larger meals to satisfy her and birds, while they were tasty, could be more effort than was reasonable when you had to catch more than one. Though that one she caught in the range was rather tasty… and she wouldn’t mind getting to eat their kind again. They didn’t seem to have much in the way of brains either, luckily.

Pyrr waited once Bass spoke, looking around in confusion at the faces she didn’t know. Luckily the other female, Finch, came up to her instead and elected her captain. She let out a little laugh seeing the gentle femme, though there was nothing ill about it. “Me, captain? If you wish it~” Her words were playful, relaxed, and hopefully that might help the other femme relax some too. She might have been big, and scared, but she could be gentle too.

She started away from the others, tail swishing back back and forth as she spoke to Finch once more. “Alright, don’t take this the wrong way miss, but where do you currently stand in what you know about fighting? Do you need a refresher course on anything or should we just get into it?” Once she was sure they were a comfortable distance away from the others Pyrrhus stopped, turning to face her opponent head on. This was going to be interesting to say the least.