Silvi couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Professor Dawn’s comment. She’d watched a lot of videos of both her aunt and other hunters and huntresses, and while creatures of Griff never seemed put off by the loss of a limb; it certainly had an effect on them. Cutting the arms off a Beringel might not kill it, but it certainly made it a lot less of a threat.

[b]"So...what’s wrong with you?" You seem a bit...off ever since we actually started the classes."[/b]

Aiden’s soft voice made her twitch, as she hadn’t noticed him moving over towards were she’d sat. Curling her tail up onto her lap, she slowly started to run her fingers though the hair. “I’m [i]bored[/i],” She replied just as softly. “I thought they’d be teaching use [i]useful[/i] things about fighting Grimm…you know…how to deal with a charging Goliath, how best to combat Lancers or Nevermores while on foot, you know…shit like that.”

Yawning, she stopped stroking her tail and stretched, arching backwards slightly over the melted lump she was propped against. “This stuff,” She added, motioning slightly towards the professor. “Might be relevant to the academics that study Grimm, but I don’t see the relevance for a Huntress.”