Torus let out a huff and shook his large head before sitting down and beginning to lick at his wounds, he was lucky to still be in the form he was in now he was sure, but he'd keep it for now. He had no words to share with anyone at the moment, especially after his particularly embarrassing miss only seconds ago. The idea that a Kobold would have jumped on him in an attempt to avoid his strike was irritating at best, embarrassing at worse, and he did not want to talk about that at all. As he went to work cleaning blood out of his fur his eyes tracked Orchid's movements, a near bored look on his face now that the fighting was over. The moments of excitement were always so brief and once the adrenaline of a fight left it was always so tiring. For now though, they needed to make their way out of the cavern to somewhere safe. As weak as the enemy was, too many battles would prove to be far deadlier no matter how weak the opponent was.