She couldn't deny it, she absolutely loved it when she was given the greenlight to go all out. Even as young as eight a mere two years after she was adopted, her training under her father had progressed by leaps and bounds, the only person she was told she didn't have to hold back against among her peers was her brother in Mercury, and when her semblance power and aura finally started truly coming into their own, that too she was told to hold back with against the peers of her age range save for special exceptions such as Mercury. Even against that lady who kept throwing every item that could possibly be in a city street at her with that riding crop of hers, she held herself back, as neither her father nor any fully fledged Mandalorians that were in Vale at the time had given her the go-ahead...
But here she was given the same instructions as everyone else, instructions telling her to hold nothing back. She wasn't sure if this was just an oversight from Ashley or not, but just for now, she was blasting some heavy-hitting instrumentals through her helmet both to hype herself up and so she wouldn't hear any possible call retracting the statement for her. With a wicked grin and wide eyes, she blasted off full-power with her jetpack, further augmenting the jets with her semblance to go even faster than what would've normally been possible for the variant of jetpack she was using.
"She told me to hold nothing back, so that's exactly what I'm gonna do!" Ripping her aura blade from it's scabbard on her hip, Ruby poured a gigantic quantity of her aura into the blade, completely blackening the world around her for over a dozen meters and shrouding it in darkness for a hundred more before boosting once more through her jetpack for an additional burst of speed with her blade extended ahead of her. Within a blink, she blasted straight through the mountain ahead of her and crashed into the ground blade-first on the other side, blasting a tank-sized hole through the mountain and erupting in a massive explosion of dirt, smoke and foliage ensnared in a black vortex blasting out far and wide on the other side.
Ripping her blade from the earth she'd shattered for dozens of meters around her, she flicked her blade once as she stood within the lingering flames black as the void itself, untouched by either their heat nor singed by their dance as she strode forward. The world seemed to move in slow motion for her, but her grin only widened and her pupils shrunk as she saw several dozens of Grimm beasts just outside the blast zone still alive. Reigniting her aura blade in her pitch-black inferno, she loosed a trio of wide, lightning fast slashes towards the scattered mobs ahead of and around her, two diagonal to form an X and the last horizontal. Three dense, concentrated and expanding arcs of pure destructive energy raced forth a hundred meters, scarring deep into the earth and flattening the forest ahead of her as the black smothered and ripped everything within it's path apart, completely indiscriminate in it's obliteration of all in it's path.
The instant the waves of black came to a halt, she kicked off with a second burst of her semblance and jetpack, stabbing her blade into the ground and scraping it forward through the ground as she went, ravaging and uprooting the ground and trees a dozen meters in either direction along her path for the better part of a kilometer before springing high up into the air, cleanly bisecting an elder Nevermore in a single slash before inverting her grip and rocketing back down into the ground like a missile. Stabbing in blade first just as her foot struck the ground and burying to the hilt, contrasted to the massive explosion her first landing had caused with the earth around her cratering down in a twenty meter radius as a wave of black flames swept out the better length of a kilometer, engulfing the area around her in a raging wildfire of simultaneously blistering hot and freezing cold flames.
However, with a faint chuckle, she dropped to a knee, momentarily left winded from her massive show of power. With a booming laughter, Ruby whipped her head back upright, checked her aura reserves and snickered lowly as she saw she'd nearly scraped to 0%. It would only take her about ten minutes to be fully recovered, but she felt she'd gotten that pent up feeling out of her system... at least for the moment. With a light chuckle, Ruby pushed herself fully upright and examined the area around her. Her black flames had more or less completely stripped the kilometer radius around her down to the dirt, leaving little more than lingering flames that near instantly disintegrated any beasts that dared draw near, and shattered earth that spread out in every direction.
Cracking her neck to either side and finding herself satisfied with the cascading pops, Ruby began a steady advance forward at a pace no faster than a march. She felt she'd asserted her dominance enough for the moment. Now all that was left that mattered to her was snagging a good partner, hopefully her sister of blood, Yang, retrieve the relic, and extract... She'd also give her aura a break, too. Even if she was basically untouchable to the regular Grimm beasts regardless of whether she was topped off or running of fumes, she liked to be ready in case anything threatening did show itself... however unlikely that might've been in a place as weak as this...
"Holy... I didn't realize her power was that... woah." Ozpin couldn't help but lower his coffee as he watched Ruby shoot far head of the pack and dive into the ground like a black meteorite scraping along the face of the planet. Even from so far away, the clouds of smoke and dust rose dozens or even hundreds of meters into the air, giving off the appearance of the girl suffocating the very forest itself. Not even to mention how just before she shot through the mountain, it looked as if she'd banished day itself with her darkness. "So that's the power of Astaroth unleashed... incredible..."
"Oh dear, I forgot to exclude her from those I wanted to go all out. Force Commander Heinsmann is gonna be pissed." ARC Commander Ashley spoke in a neutral manner, clearly uncaring that she'd just unleashed a beast they usually kept on a short leash. Normally they didn't let Ruby just cut loose like she was right now, but she felt it would do the girl some good. "Eh, might as well let her get it outta her system, even if she did just burn off more aura than all of us combined. Always a pleasure to see her semblance unleashed, though."
"Wait, that's just her semblance, not Astaroth's power? That?" Miss Goodwitch couldn't help but sputter the words out as Ruby's overt display of innate firepower had stirred her out of her exhausted stupor.
"It's both. Long story, but Astaroth's power has merged with her soul to some extent, giving her aura it's unique appearance and augmenting her semblance, albeit also making it cost significantly more to use. Just to get off one of the slashes she usually does so easily would almost completely drain a graduated Hunter with normal aura reserves. We ARC Troopers could maybe get one or two out with our reserves before we'd be in the red."
"Seriously? But... your auras on their own are gigantic, and while Ruby's aura felt strange, like a growing darkness that was snuffing out the light around it, it wasn't as titanic or overpowering as you fives' feel."
"Hers may not feel the same or even similar to ours but make no mistake, Ruby has the third largest aura in the Mando'ade, just behind Midnight and Marcus."
"Do you use any of the Kingdoms' three aura scales, or do you use a different system to measure the strength and quantity of your auras?" Ozpin breached back in on the conversation, drawing Davis up with a small chuckle to answer his question.
"We got our own system, named the Mandalore Aura Scale in your tongue. Your average graduate Hunter sits at a five on the scale, average fully fledged Mandalorian sits at about a 10, and we ARC Troopers sit at 25 minimum by the end of our training with Midnight. Every one up is double the number it succeeded, so a five on the scale isn't just equivalent of five ones." He snickered lightly, arms still crossed over his chest as he looked out towards the horizon. All the students had landed by now, leaving them to just observe the descending debris of Ruby's momentary rampage.
"I see... and Miss Ruby, where is she on this scale?" Commander Ashley couldn't help but chuckle darkly at Ozpin's question, lounging back against a tree as she dropped her rangefinder and zoomed in on the location the blitz had ended. She paused for a few moments, before laughing again and gesturing out towards the wracked landscape so visibly ravaged even as far away as they were.
"Dha Ruby has a pretty big aura, no matter what scale you gauge her with. When she was measured last on our scale, yesterday morning prior to her arrival here, she was sitting pretty high. If memory serves, hers was around 80."
It wasn't just one feeling awe and of insignificance with the rapid fire demonstration of the Mandalorian's power, rather a certain sense of this could be felt from all who'd found themselves sailing through the skies and rapidly descending towards the ground. At the very least, the display was making Grimm flock towards the action with total abandon, almost completely disregarding most other combatants on the field. Suited most of them just fine save for the more battle-hungry prospective students, but nonetheless it gave most of the students some extra breathing room.
As Pyrrha used her shield to break her fall and come to a stop on a thick branch of a tree just above the canopy, she immediately began scanning her surroundings for any threats or challenging foes to face, hopefully garner the attention of the Mandalorians. Alas, the only thing of significance that came to her attention was of the blonde boy she'd met earlier, Jaune she believed his name was, wildly flailing through the air, devoid of any grace. For a moment she wondered if she should just let him fall, but the nicer side of her overrode her momentary hesitation and lead to her throwing Miló in it's javelin form to intercept the falling boy and pin him to a tree or something by his hood. She didn't pay much more attention than that, trusting her aim well enough yet recognizing that she was effectively down a weapon now in a highly competitive, enemy-rich environment.
"Either the Mandalorians will be impressed by my audacity, or they'll deduct points for carelessly throwing away my main armament. Either way, I could hardly just stand by and let him become worm food like that." Her thoughts only remained on her action in saving Jaune momentarily, more so focused now on getting her weapon back and completing the mission. For the Mandalorian maybe this was a trivial matter, but for anyone else this was a dangerous environment, so she kept on her toes, and stayed alert of her surroundings as she touched the ground from descending the tree. Aside from her shield Akoúo̱ she still had a combat knife, and a handgun on her person like most smart warriors did, after all in the event you were separated from your main weapons, it never hurt to have backups. These sidearms would do well enough for the time being, at least until she had Miló back.
For the time being these would be sufficient, and as she dropped to the ground she was greeted with the sight of a trio of beowulf Alphas, suitable foes to show off against, at least as a start. Rushing in for the kill, Pyrrha slid under a slash as she closed the gap and between the attacking beast's legs, swiping a knife through the Achilles tendon before shifting her weight back up and bounding over the second foe, deflecting it's incoming claws with a bash of her shield and burying her knife into into one of it's eyes. As she was still upside down over the Beowulf she'd stabbed the eye of, Pyrrha shifted her weight back down into a heavy strike from her heel into the crown of the third Beowulf before it could grasp her, kicking off of it and regaining some air.
Throwing her shield towards the first beast's exposed neck, the sharpened edge dug deep and removed it's head from it's shoulders, before kicking her leg back to the second beast while she still had some air, slamming her foot flat against the base of her knife's handle and jamming the blade deep enough to finish the kill. Hitting the ground shoulder first, she rolled back and immediately sprang back towards the last remaining Grimm beast, drawing her handgun and lunging to her left to slip behind the Beowulf's diagonal swipe, Pyrrha put a single bullet through the back of her foe's right knee, dropping it down to a kneel as she intended. Exploiting the momentary opening, Pyrrha reached over with her left hand to grasp the top of the Grimm's snout and yanked it back, jamming her pistol's barrel in through the side of it's mouth and firing directly up through the soft roof of it's mouth, unloading her magazine into it's brain and dropping it down to the ground as it rapidly disintegrated.
"Badass! Keep up that momentum, it ain't enough on it's own for us to offer a place to you, but you got our attention now... and my appreciation, just got me back some of my money by saving the vomit boy." Pyrrha's eyes snapped back and forth, eventually noticing one of the high-speed cameras in the canopy that had caught her triple-kill. The voice she recognized belonged to ARC Commander Ashley, her tone jovial and friendly if still informative, bringing a small smirk to Pyrrha as she reloaded her pistol, holstered it, and recollected her knife and shield before scanning the area around her, regaining her bearings, and making for the objective...
Weiss couldn't help but turn several shades paler than she normally was upon witnessing the carnage wrought by the Mando, but steeled herself and refocused on the mission. She didn't care for joining the Mandalorians, so didn't bother with even considering reckless actions to show off with for their attention unlike what she assumed would be most of her peers would've. Nevertheless, it wasn't as if she was avoiding combat either, as she still had to make a good impression on the staff observing them, but there wasn't much resistance in the wake of the Mandalorian Princess's onslaught. Outside of the areas furthest from where the Mando had landed, most of the resistance they would've encountered had long since made themselves scarce or already been slaughtered by what was effectively a missile in human form.
Cutting through the last of two beowulves that remained in her path, Weiss scoffed at the meager resistance while still keeping herself oriented towards the objective. She could at least thank Ruby for taking the heat, made this tasking that much easier for her if nothing else, but the occasional comments that popped up from the ARC Troopers observing their group weren't doing much to make her enjoy their company.
"Booooooooring. C'mon, can't you do anything exciting? Feel like I'm gonna die of old age before I see any action on your end, Schnee!" She gnashed her teeth against each other in frustration equal enough to her annoyance as the voice of ARC Commander Nemiel droned on about her performance thus far. As far as Weiss was concerned, a "boring" mission was one that was going well, but evidently enough the Mandos had a different interpretation. "I mean, at least Farn had the decency to have a minutely exciting death just a few moments ago. Big explosion! Too bad most of it was lost underground, fool got swarmed and pinned down before being dragged into a Grimm anthill and blowing himself up while they were eating him alive, HAH! Try not to meet the same fate, eh rich girl?"
She couldn't help but shudder slightly at the thought of such a terrible demise, but pushed the thought aside and tried to ignore the Mandalorian that so disrespectfully laughed at one of her peers deaths. It irked her to no end, but understanding there was fairly little she could do about it, she carried on and kept alert of her surroundings. Disrespectful or not, the ARC Trooper alerting her that one of the others taking this initiation had already been killed off was reason enough to treat this mission as seriously as possible, lest she find herself the next casualty.
For another ten or so minutes she trekked through the woods, blade held at the ready and her head on a constant swivel. Her alertness had already saved her once, as she wasn't expecting Beowulves to be hiding in the canopy above her, and again just moments ago as a large chunk of debris would've reduced her to a stain had she not been scanning for incoming threats. Following the trajectory, she eventually found herself navigating through a wildfire of lightless flames that plunged the area into night instead of bathing it in a warm glow. The flames felt both blisteringly hot and freezing cold at the same time, and it was all she could do to mitigate the effects with her aura despite the constant drain it put upon her.
Another minute navigating through the flames, she finally came upon a clearing, although it was of a more man-made nature, given the presence of ash and flame instead of grass and trees. Just ahead of her, she watched as the Mandalorian effortlessly performed a lethal dance with a dozen Beringels and four elder Nevermore, countering their attacks and actions with almost lazy, nonchalant and evidently enough dismissive movements. Despite a massive barrage of feathers and the twelve behemoths bearing down on her, it was as if she didn't even regard them as a threat.
Sighing lightly, Weiss shrugged and turned around to walk away. She didn't want to risk being partnered with a Mando, and the girl clearly enough could've ended the fight whenever she so desired, so Weiss opted to just take her leave and continue for the objective. However, her expression turned to horror as the moment she looked back up, all she could see was another one of the beasts looming over her, landing a solid hit directly into her chest with a single fist, knocking the wind out of her and battering her aura while sending her reeling back, right into the fray with the Mandalorian.
The Mando, seeming to have noticed the Heiress ragdolling towards her at rapid speed, leapt up into the air and caught the girl by the forearm, redirecting the force and pivoting herself and the girl around, tossing her upright towards a spot that seemed to clear itself of the lingering flames just as she landed, allowing the girl to catch her breath for a second out of combat. Snapping her attention back to the fight as she continued to feel for her opponents' ki, she punished a beringel that attempted to exploit what it must've perceived as an opening, bisecting it from groin to crown with a lightning-fast sweep of the blade before unleashing a follow-up slash of destructive energy that rend three more of the pack in twain all before she even returned to the ground. Kicking off the instant her feet touched the ground, Ruby unleashed a flurry of strikes in lethal arcs, dismembering, decapitating and disemboweling all foes that dared to come within striking distance of her, showing clear enough that she was done playing with her prey and was now closing in for the kill.
It didn't take long for Weiss to finish taking a breather, as in a show of appreciation for the save, she launched a time-manipulating glyph beneath the Mandalorian, and as far as Weiss could tell, allowing the Mando to instantly kill the remaining Beringels around her, appearing too fast for Weiss to even see move. To her it just looked like Ruby remained still on the glyph, and the pack surrounding her just crumpled into dozens of cleanly cut pieces, rapidly disintegrating a mere picosecond later. A terrifying display, but that now just left the last Beringel that had punched her in, and the four elder Nevermore that continued to strafe the Mando's position with barrages of feathers, not that any ever found their mark.
Rising to her feet, Weiss scanned the area, unable to locate the Beringel. Realizing where it must've been from the sight of Ruby halting in place and aligning an unfolding weapon just passed her, Weiss opted to place trust in the Mando's aim while she formed a barrier of ice around the side the birds were winging in on to shield them from any hits. It felt like time had come to a halt as she saw the darkness-dimmed sunlight reflect off the glass of her scope with a menacing glare, and with a controlled squeeze of the trigger, she watched as a half-sphere of crimson light formed around the barrel of her weapon, and a laser lanced straight past her, striking the foe bearing down over her.
It felt for an attosecond like the heat of a sun racing across her face despite the shot passing passed her by several feet, the distorted sound reverberating through the air like a cable under tension being struck with an electric hiss. For just a second, the area around her flashed red in a shower of crackling magma-colored light, before the burning remains of the Beringel exploded out in all directions in a violent conflagration, explosively burning chunks of flesh into ash and jetting flames, the light disappearing just as quickly as it had existed. Though she did not see the death of the Beringel or whatever effect this new weapon had had upon it, she could take a hint from the results littering the ground around her of the weapon's evidently devastating power, and shuddered at the mere thought of being struck with such a weapon. However, within this short exchange of support, both parties couldn't help but grimace as eyes locked even from behind glass in their moment of understanding in the heat of battle.
Nevertheless, the Mando didn't take even a second to lock back into battle, channeling her semblance into her scythe as she extended it back out and scraped the tip along the wall of ice that shielded her from a barrage of feathers that would've otherwise connected with her form in the moment she'd halted in place. Within a blink, the ice turned black as night and the feathers buried into the ice enveloped in darkness, and with little more than a palm-strike from an open hand into the black, the blackened ice exploded outwards, the feathers once buried into it reflecting right back into the beings that launched them with the force to exceed railguns, shredding them under a hail of their own projectiles.
With the tattered remains of the four Elder Nevermore collapsing out of the sky as disintegrating husks, silence finally dominated the world around the two, both no worse for wares in the aftermath of battle. Without any more foes to challenge them, the lightless flames that lingered around them finally diminished, allowing both girls to move unfettered by the flames, not that the Mando they stemmed from even felt anything from them. A moment of stillness, before both turned to each other and cautiously approached each other, neither trusting the other quite enough to stow their weapons, but just enough from their shared battle to meet hands, even if uneasily.
Face to face, Weiss couldn't help but gulp slightly as she stared into the silver visor of the black-clad daughter of the Mand'alor himself. Normally looking into the eyes of a Mandalorian was like staring into the eyes of death itself, but at the very least understanding that they were not enemies, Weiss allowed herself to nod in appreciation as she shook this one's hand. Both sides were dead silent as they sized each other up, and as soon as they were done after maybe twenty seconds of trying to read the other, they broke off, mutually understanding that they were in for the long haul together, and wordlessly making for the objective...
"Huh. Ruby and Weiss as partners. Did anyone have that in the betting pool?" Ashley questioned as she caressed the chin of her helmet, grumbling slightly as Ozpin smugly raised his hand in affirmation. Of all the outrageous things they'd bet, none of them even considered the odds of Ruby and Weiss becoming partners. As of the current betting status, Nemiel's overall stake was nearly observed already, as Ruby had almost instantly met the number he'd put on her killing, and there was only one more student that needed to die for all conditions to be met. There was of course the one that had been dragged into the anthill, that was most certainly a horrible and painful death, but there was also one girl that got snatched up by one of the Elder Nevermore that Ruby later killed, she was literally torn to pieces by the Grimm bird's chicks, and another boy that had every limb pinned to the ground before being hacked, slashed, stabbed, pulled and ripped to shreds by a horde of Ursa and Beowulves, both of those way also being horrible, painful ways to go out. However, even with all that, they couldn't help but find the most annoyance that Ozpin had bet on something like this.
"I raised five hundred on that just after launch, remember? I'll collect after all's finished with this initiation, though I do hope that we don't lose another student, as all deaths this time around have been particularly gruesome and I don't see number 4 breaking the running trend if there is one." Ozpin spoke somewhat neutrally as he took a long sip of his coffee, with Glynda already being fast at work writing up the obituaries and letters of condolences to the affected families. She'd say it was an emotional task, but it happened with every initiation, they had at minimum five initiations before each schoolyear to fill up the class, and she'd already been doing this job for years now, so she'd more or less grown numb to the deaths observed in this phase of things.
"Oh hey, number four's down. Yikes, that's one way to go, I guess." Linda cringed slightly, and they all looked to the screen she was observing to watch a green haired girl freshly divorced of the lower half of her body being eaten alive by Creeps just outside a cave. A grimace crossed Ozpin and Glynda's faces, as they wrote one more off the census and Glynda got to work on one more death report. "That's too bad, I was gonna ask her what product she used for her hair."
"Really?" Davis questioned dryly, not even turning his attention back towards Linda as she spoke.
"Yeah... Nah, no, that's a lie. Her hair wasn't that good anyways." A low chuckle emerged from the other four ARC Troopers, morbid as always and entirely unbothered by the girl's untimely demise.
"Welp, I'll be collecting my due after this business is all over tonight!" Nemiel laughed heartily, earning a glare from his fellow ARCs.
"It ain't over yet, Nem, you specified four would die and sixteen wound live, so if one more dies, then your bet falls through. Not to mention, Ruby is at 497 kills right now, not 500." Morris countered, prompting Nemiel to flip him the bird before kicking a rock over the edge of the cliff in an almost pouty manner.
"You Mandalorians really aren't taking this too seriously, are you?" Glynda drawled, irritated by how nonchalant these five were about the recent events in the forest. Even if she'd long since been desensitized to casualties in the initiation, she still at the very least had enough respect not to bet on students dying. Some of these students in the initiation weren't even eighteen yet, with the youngest among them, Dha Ruby, still being a mere 45 days from sixteen. Even if she were desensitized, it was still a tragedy whenever a student was killed, whether it were to occur in initiation or later, though clearly enough these Mandalorians didn't view it as such. "Naturally culling the weak," they called it... while she supposed they weren't wrong about this, it didn't make their indifference any less appalling to her.
"WOOHOO!" A cry of jubilee emerged from the forest just before a cacophony of detonations erupted, shaking the forest around the source of cheers. Much to what she hoped were the Grimms' dismay, Yang's firepower while not particularly versatile was highly explosive, and she had a lot of ammo to spare. It would've at least been fair if she was on the ground, but for this engagement Yang had opted it to be safer and more effective overall to get airborne and rain fire down upon her enemies in the forest. She wasn't too concerned with joining the Mando'ade, if she were being perfectly honest even if she did get an invitation she couldn't see herself accepting it. Nothing against them, and she hoped such wouldn't anger her half-sister with her rejection, but she didn't have any real desire to be a Mandalorian in any case, not right now anyways.
As she descended back into the forest, Yang tucked and rolled under the swipe of an Ursa, turning on a dime and firing off a shot into the back of it's leg before bounding up onto it's back, grasping it by the back of the head and by the snout, and snapping it's head backwards in one swift twist. Kicking off it's back and backflipping over a biting Beowulf, Yang grasped it by it's forearm and yanked it around as soon as her feet hit the ground, pulling the beast off it's feet and using it's body as an impromptu weapon as she swung it back and forth, smashing it into it's own pack and in short order reducing them all to dust in the wind. She did eventually have to start swinging her fists before the deed was done, mostly because the body of her weapon had at some point become mangled enough to kill the beast, leaving her with only a rapidly disintegrating arm to hit things with.
As soon as things were calm again, Yang couldn't help but yawn in boredom, sliding both hands behind her head as she sauntered along and looked for any more enemies along the path to her objective. All was mostly quiet aside from the bedlam her sister had descended the forest into, but because of Ruby this normally "target rich environment" seemed somewhat empty, all things considered. Mildly annoying as it was that she had so few Grimm to kill, it at least made her job somewhat easy. However, Yang's momentary musings was distracted by the roar of another Grimm Beast maybe a dozen meters to her right.
It wasn't any sort of Major or Alpha, but it was at the very least an Ursa, something she could kill without any real effort. Shrugging nonchalantly, Yang turned to face the beast and shifted herself into a ready stance, keeping herself alert just in case there were any more. However, before the beast could do so much as charge towards her, it seemed to stiffen up and arch back slightly on it's hind legs, before slumping forward, already little more than dust as it hit the floor, revealing it's killer just behind it who merely sheathed her blade and shrugged slightly as both amber and lilac eyes met. A small chuckle escaped Yang as she stepped forward to properly introduce herself to her new partner.
"Aw c'mon, I know it wasn't anything exciting but I wanted that kill! Ah well, I'm Yang, it's nice to meetcha!" She stepped forward and put her hand out for her new partner to meet with a boisterous, jovial voice that exuded a friendly energy that the monochrome-clad girl couldn't help but smile slightly at. She met her halfway with a firm shake and a nod, before jerking her head towards the objective, still a fair ways away.
"Blake. Let's go, we still have much ground to cover before we reach our objective." The raven-haired girl, Blake, spoke softly, drawing an enthusiastic nod from the blonde brawler as the two broke off into a sprint to their shared goal. They didn't expect much resistance, and certainly nothing they couldn't handle, but they kept alert anyways, determined not to get caught off guard by anything that wouldn't hesitate to use them as a chew toy if presented the opportunity...
A/N: had some writers block here, sorry if this reads sloppily.