He smiled at her kind words and managed a painful chuckle that rattled his poor screaming chest making him wince, cutting the joyful gesture short. Taking a deep breath he found his voice through the pain as his lips curled back into a smile, "I would not be rude to two beautiful mares" he charmed along. Even in this state his usual vice of pursuing females with flowery words of warm charisma still won through. He meant every word each time though he had yet to find a mare who believed him. Perhaps he should practise being more sincere looking.

Fiore did well not to flinch away from the dark coated mare as she arrived by his side. Ktulu was as intimidating as she was fearsome, she had scrapped and scrapped well in the fight, the paint made note not to piss her off lightly. Perhaps if she was to let go of the roughness and... Scariness she'd be quite a beautiful mare. In the end, Fiore smiled at his own vices, there was no need to try and woo this female. Most likely that fancy horn atop her head would pierce him faster than he could say "nice ass" and that would be the end of him. No. It was best to know when not to step in hot water. Instead he nodded once to her politely and looked gingerly at the bear.

The monochrome pegasus introduced herself and her friend as Alysanne and Resplendence, Fiore smiled to both in acknowledgement as Resplendence came closer. He turned his attention to the one eared darling who was, really, all hair. Fiore blinked in fascination as he traced the locks that fell to her feet in beautiful folds of cream and red. He wondered, briefly, how on earth she got around without falling over every two minutes and with that he immediately admired her. "Prod away" his warm voice urged her on and as she examined he winced at certain points. "The neck scratches and certainly my chest hurt the most." His voice was becoming increasingly strained in pain, but he endured like he thought any soldier should. He would survive after all and just the for time being he suffered injuries that most soldiers would suffer throughout their career.

"Captain tournament" he explained to the pretty girl "I was quite unarmed in comparison to those who took part." He lamented, giving Ktulu a side glance before shivering at the brown bear. Unarmed might have been a slight understatement.