"[b][color=39b54a]I heard your voice and didn't have time to go fetch him.[/color][/b]" Alonare snapped. She turned heel and motioned to Phoenix to follow [color=39b54a][b]"We'll go find him, get your friend mobile. Fortune favors the fleet footed."[/b][/color] And with that took off.

She didn't jog long though. In an effort to keep her aura hidden she avoided silencing her footfalls, a serious mistake as she'd soon find out. Her prediction of Grimm being attracted came true as an Ursa barreled around a corner, its gaze drawn by the sound of movement, and charged in their direction. Alonare knew she didn't have time to draw her bow and line up a shot, so she seemingly snapped her bow in half and locked the limbs into a pair of swords. She hated fighting hand-to-hand, but she hated not being able to at all more.

Having never fought with allies, she didn't think to call it out, merely dashing forward and instinctively dampening the sounds around her. She rushed the creature head-on for a few moments before using a small upright piece of stone stuck in the ground to alter her course at the last moment, using her swords to deflect a swipe from the Grimm. The Faunus landed for half a second on a wall she aimed herself for, using it to launch off and dash again before the Ursa had time to strike again, rolling across its back and leaving a heavy gash across it as she went.

She was avoiding it well enough, but it was obvious she wasn't doing enough damage to end the fight anytime soon...