Syron drew away from her, and instead moved underneath her, lifted her a little, allowing Lyre to lean down and grabbed the back of her armor, lifting her and throwing her across the clearing at the top. Syron joined him with a single leap and they both watched her. Once you were actually on even ground, they looked a lot bigger. Bigger than a normal wolf, by far. And much more powerful, by the way they threw her around easily. Lyre and Syron passed each other, and began to circle her, one going either way, so that she couldn't possibly watch both of them. Warrior she may be, but their size and strength put them over her easily.