do you have a minute to talk about our lord and savior?

As Asta acted, Lore simply mirrored her. She puffed her chest out too and tried to dig deep and find that same vicious, slavering snarl that she had been able to produce. It took a moment - her first attempt was a little squeaky - but she found the correct way to rumble the air over her vocal cords so that the snarl rang true and clear. Honestly, if she didn't know it was herself making the noise, it was kind of scary. Okay, together, they could do this! "We've got this, Abraxas will guide us," she said, dipping her head for a moment in silent prayer. Just as she did, Asta soared over the carcass with a roiling snarl and landed amongst the coyotes. They scattered and yipped, more startled than anything by the movement. Lore gasped because the move was very cool, but she didn't want to attempt it and risk failing. Instead she careened around the corner of the carcass, coming at the coyotes at an angle and sending them scattering again. Panting heavily, she glanced at Astaroth and raised her eyebrows. They were really doing this! Snarling, she lunged out at a coyote who'd come back to try and tried to snap at its front paws.

"speech"