[h2]Quille[/h2]

It took a moment before Quille quite grasped the [i]meaning[/i] of the offered hand, shaking it tentatively before it was withdrawn. Interesting to meet a human woman with matching hair, though; that was quite the unusual colouration, wasn't it? Hmm… she needed to inspect more humans to see.

"I have never seen a griffin before. Those fly, yes?" the hunter asked, deep in thought. That made her usual tactics a lot more… precarious; the sky didn't really have a limit and she was rather invested in [i]stabbing[/i]. Oh, and it was wanted alive, for an extra round of complications. "My speciality lies in killing beasts, not capturing them. It would be an… interesting challenge."

"Could we just… lightly maim it? Would someone be able to heal that?"