After getting away from the camp, Cyra felt her mind clear. She'd never been particularly comfortable with the random, chaotic orgies that sprung up frequently in a village of any size, even if they were the easiest way to get a meal if you just kept your head straight. Something seemed almost... vulgar about the entire business. Getting out on her own and hunting, that was the way she preferred. After all, for a kari, eating was even closer to sex than for most people, so a successful hunt took most of the edge away that other girls had to blunt in bed. Fortunately, with how quick monsters bred around here, even close to the village there was usually ample food within an hour's walk, and this time was no exception. Cyra took the scene in, smiling slightly. "You know, fairies," she says as she starts wading into the water- there wasn't any problem<span style="font-style: italic">there</span>for her until she got fairly deep- "You should probably just fly away rather than stick around. I know your friends are in this pretty little frimbo, but it is not like you are going to be able to get them out. Hello. My name is Cyra, and you must be new around here..."