In no time at all she whistled, and through her eyes, she thought of the animals. She projected the owl forwards, and saw it in her minds eye. She examined them from afar and sized them up and checked their shoulders, their elbows, their hands, and listened to the water. She felt the wind, and finally exhaled, holding it for a long time and doing nothing as the knife fell into her hand, a smile spreading across her face as she dropped both her hip and her weight backwards and downwards in a drag of a motion. She looked at the water, away from her target, checking around and scanning and peeping back to them on occasion and not moving, instead listening very, very carefully and examining them, very, very intensely with an incredibly intense eye gaze.
Kuva attempted sustained, obvious, intense eye contact. "Tell me things." She said. She looked at their armor, what of it was clothing, made sense, and approached slowly, repositioning the knife in their hand and slouching down, bopping a little to the left and then so to the right and itching closer towards them. "Hi there." She said in a frantic panic, her voice was somewhat soft, not aggressive, but assertive. Dark black lips and dangled hoop earrings were silent after that, focusing on the target and extrapolating information as she had been instructed to do. She looked at different parts of them. "Your name, again?" She had asked them, suddenly tossing the knife at their face from within 5 meters pace and then jumping away 1 meter high perfectly through the air kicking outwards and forwards to grab the knife again immediately if unstopped and attempt to land, twist and get away with it.