As Black struck down his prey, Kyra dropped her head into the water  and tugged it back out in the blink of an eye. She had a large catfish wiggling around in her mouth, desperate to escape, but she kept her jaws clamped onto it. When Kyra caught the fish, her scales returned to the red they normally were, the spell being broken by movement.  She pranced out of the water and sat across from Black.<br/><br/>After the fish had ceased to move, she set it down and looked at Black as he devoured his meal. "Who<span style="font-style: italic">are</span>you?" She asked. Kyra knew she was being vague but wondered what sort of information he would reveal at his own will. What he said would would, in itself, give a clue to who he was.  Being well-trained in Defense magic didn't always include defending herself, Krya was also taught how to read a person. Though she struggled at it, she was still able to pick up relatively important clues about someone if she concentrated.<br/><br/>At this moment Kyra's guard was down, she was not as alert as she normally seemed, her ears relaxed instead of perked, her eyes focused on Black rather than darting from side to side. She had noticed this, but she put little effort into staying alert, having only adjusted her ears to hear more clearly on each of her sides.