Lupe stopped in her tracks as a shadow passed over her, the shadow casting a webbed wing pattern over her. Bathorses maybe? But then why are they out at this time of day? She thought, looking up to see a dragon-like reptile swooped down at her, and on instinct, Lupe jumped back, unsheathing the blades hidden in her gauntlets and holding them in a defensive stance, only momentarily unbalanced by a short quake. The dragon stood up and looked towards her, and Lupe braced for an attack, but instead, the reptile started talking.
"Don't worry, whoever you are... I'm not here to hurt you. In fact, I'm here for the opposite reason, as, so far, you're the only human I've seen that hasn't been mutated. My name's Robert, and I'm here to protect you, as whatever few humans might still be alive should stay that way." Lupe narrowed her eyes, relaxing a little bit but still keeping her stance and her blades unsheathed. Erebos moved forwards to sniff the wyvern, his black fur on end as he moved forwards. Lupe eyed her cat wearily, before slowly sheathing the blades back into the gauntlets with a ring of metal lightly scraping other metal.
"I'm sure there are a few of us still kicking out and about. After all, there's plenty of Vehemendogs still prowling. The bastards have a taste for humans. I'm Nyx." She said, her ice blue eyes watching the dragon wearily as she moved out of her defensive stance. A sound nearby caught her attention, and stepping back, Lupe turned so that the dragon and another creature nearby was in sight. It looked somewhat like a cat, and was about the size of a Nightiger. She put her hands on the hilts of her daggers as Erebos bounded back over to her, jumping up onto her shoulder and opening his wings to balance himself, before folding them after he had found his balance, his tails twitching back and forth in mild interest. "And who might this be?" She said, her tone somewhat harsh, her gaze flicking between the reptile and the cat.