Lyra hopped easily out of the tree and landed without so much as an 'oof' to indicate that she'd hit the ground.  She folded her bow in half at the limbs and placed it on her belt stretching out as Soren recovered from his attack.  As he muttered something about using his semblance, she looked at the Ursa on the ground and back to him.  "Oh. My. God.  Was [i]that[/i] your semblance?  That was so cool!  I've never seen one that... uh... big, I guess.  It was awesome!"  She chirped, almost bouncing with excitement, "It was still alive and [i]in half,[/i] but you just punched it and... like... exploded it, or whatever.  I wish I had a power like that!"  She looked at her palm and flexed her fingers, a little embarrassed that she only had the same callouses as everybody else from the use of her weapon, but there was no other kind of power running through them.  Not like that.  She could manipulate her aura fairly well - certainly better than Owyn - but it still only did so much.  Plus, it could be really dangerous, so she tried not to use it too much.

"I got two boars, actually.  And they looked [i]really[/i] yummy.  So I wanna cook at least one of 'em right now," She reported giddily.  It had already proven to be a pretty excitable afternoon for her and she realized her hunger only a moment before her stomach let out a low roar to let her know that she needed to fill her stomach pronto.  She rubbed her hands together, "Aww... we don't have any spices or anything...  But I guess just cooked meat would be more than enough..."  Branches cracked and leaves rustled not far off and Lyra pivoted on her foot, crouching low and stabilizing with one hand planted on the ground, ready to charge.  The tension could be seen easily in her stiff tail and lowered ears as her lip curled back slightly.  Lyra only realized how animalistic the actual pose was when Ulyssa came through the treeline, ready to fight.  She breathed a sigh of relief and rose, embarrassed, to stand on just two feet.

The girl rubbed the back of her neck, thankful only that she hadn't also been growling.  "Eheh, hey there, Ulyssa.  Nah, yeah, it's uh... taken care of.  Dead as a doorknob," She noted, kicking the burnt flesh absently.  "But these boars are gonna be pretty hard to carry back.  Maybe you and I could take one and Soren could... I guess... lug the other?  Did you guys set up camp?"

Finally, Owyn came through the trees and dropped his bundle of sticks, putting his hands on his knees, "God dammit, woman...  Run off while I'm trying to carry these things?"  He asked, shaking his head, "Geeze...  What a pain..."  He shook his head and looked at the carnage of the Ursa, nodding in approval, "Wow, Soren...  That's impressive, taking down a whole...  Big ass Grimm."

"I helped," Lyra pointed out, scowling and crossing her arms at her brother.

"Yeah, I'm sure.  Hey, uh... we didn't set up a camp yet, so, I think it might not be bad to do it somewhere around here.  What'd ya catch?"

"I caught two boars, and now that you're here, you can help carry them wherever we set up for the night," She chimed in, smirking cockily.