The Sunspire idk i guess it's just their swagga

good gods, was coelho a fraidy-cat. it took pyro's carefully laid assurance (and then, his calculated step back) to unfold the submissive creature from her terrified stance, and even then she was flighty as a trapped hare under his gaze. her breath came in small ragged bursts and she furiously kept her eyes downward as the male explained, and then introduced himself.

"oh..." she muttered into the dirt, long ears still cast flat against her little skull. "i'm coelho." her tone had gently lifted, as if hopeful; meanwhile, the girl's tail unclamped from her belly and stirred cautiously behind her.