---> Lyra soon lets out a sight of relief as she calms down a bit more. She soon nuzzles her feathers with her beak, getting rid of the dirt that stuck to her when she was suddenly knocked over. After a moment, she gave strange a sharp and dirty look when Moonrise turned. A look that said she had spotted her next meal. After simple seconds, she grinned, then went back to cleaning her feathers. This Phoenix was not going to let a simple 'rodent' get the best of her.