Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180416173707

Tirush says nothing as she advances on the new enemy. She doesn't charge or dive, or otherwise open herself up to one who is capable of using tactics. She drops low to the ground, stalking, giving herself the defensive advantage should the enemy strike first. She's going to lure him into a sense of advantage, then strike like lightning.

She circles around behind, keeping her distance, watching him keenly. A low rumble issues from her body, like boiling lava, steam trailing from her bared fangs. She takes deep whiffs of the knight, trying to get a sense of who---or what---he might be.