Umbra clicked her tongue as she lowered her bow, her eyes narrowing. All those poor innocent horses... and they said she was the one with the short temper. The straightforward of the most senior of the Knights was something disgusting for someone as her, who only shed blood when she really had to. Also, that rabbit folk they had brought with them. Umbra noted, that like the real rabbits, she was vicious. The elf gave a last indifferent gaze at the caravan driver, before deftly jumping off.

There were arrows to recover, and poor beasts to put out of misery. She moved with deft steps, using her knife to give mercy to the poor horses who would never gallop again. She however, stopped upon noticing a single mare. She had a nasty gash, but it was salvageable, so the daughter of the forest focused, and saying a small chant in elven, mended the flesh of the animal. However, no good deed goes unpunished as the grateful animal licked the elf's face.

"H-hey! Stop that!" The haughty elf's voice seemed to break down in embarrasment. "Quiet!" She added, as she finally seemed to settle the beast. 

Who then prompted to grab her by the clothes and give her a free ride, much to Umbra's confusion. "Stoop!"

Of course, the distraction of the second most veteran knight being embarassed of a horse masked a much malevolent approach. The she-beasts approached silently, tailing their prey under the confusion and cover. Their targets were strong, yes, but they weren't very numerous. As if they were one, the predators flanked their prey from the sides and...

"Look at that Sult, she's a cute Cal, unlike that vampire of the crypt!" Nero said, absolutely disregarding personal space and manners, while her sister approached the other side. 

"Aw, she's upset. I mean, look at those puffy cheeks. I think we should pinch them." Sult added, fire in her eyes. "Almost as cute as our mini captain. But she still wins, of course!".