Shirley's shriek makes her whirl with worry in her eyes a bit, but it takes only a moment for her to figure out what's wrong, so she gives her a reassuring grin.

"Don't worry. I'm very strong, and good at jumping both up and down. I won't get hurt furrom something like this."

Seating herself down cross-legged, she ponders Shirley's question a bit, tilting her head and "hmmm"ing. "I suppurrse it depends on what you mean. We all have grey skin and horns, but the horns are diffurent fur each troll and we're all diffurent sizes and such. I'm purrty small fur my age."