Find Your Happy Place

The woman did not feel threatened as some might have, nor did she back down. Amusement danced in her firey eyes; the man surely matched her size, because of that Pyrrhus was interested in him. Her lips curled into a smirk before she licked her lips. So he wanted to know what business she had with him? Pyrr closed her eyes, a soft, pleased rumble leaving her throat in a laugh. “My… you’re certainly to the point are you not? Don’t like chatter I’m guessing?” Pyrrhus tilted her head to the side, that smirk widening upon her lips.

“As for my exact business with you that’s to be decided. You look capable… but it would be rude to ask for a favor without first giving an offering of sorts, no?” The femme twitched her ears, her gaze fixing upon the male once more, tail giving a thoughtful swish. “I’ve not encountered another of my size before… so I’d like to offer you a service if you’ll take it… in return for a spar.” Her offer might have been strange, but for Pyrr fighting was the best way to get to know someone. That was just how she’d been raised.