Tylya growled and scanned the unfamiliar sky. Her mouth opened wide and she shot a line of blazing energy into the sky. <Warriors to me!> she hissed, her voice an inhuman hiss scattered with hard clacks. The sibilant language belonged to no soft-skinned race.<br/>(Aura: Senses)<br/><br/>Hearing no answer, she looked around to find anyone and fixated on the human woman falling from the tree. Running over she grabbed the woman by her breastplate and easily raised her high enough to leave her feet dangling. More reptilian screeching. <Who are you!? Where am I!? Where are my people!? How did you bring me here!?>