Cyra brightens when she sees one of her quarry stumble; a mouse girl, all the better since those were less likely to be able to defend themselves very well. But another quickly stoops to help her up, and Cyra droops again both for the fact that she hadn't managed to gain any ground as well as that it served as proof that this group was close. Even if she caught up, there was a better than even chance that they'd all pack together and mob her when she got close, and in her current state that seemed to be a great risk for being overwhelmed. With a sigh, the kari turns away from the chase, plodding back to the other two. "They got away," she says matter-of-factly. "I trust the two of you are unhurt?"