Their wings flutter a few times, almost too fast for the eye to follow, when Naoki asks if they're ready. Fuzzy antennae flicking and twitching to feel out the air conditions. The moths aren't the most talkative summons he's ever met. He hops on the soft, fluffy body of the closest moth. The other moth made a slight noise of derision at Kisame's question and turned so he could climb on.

"Nothing with legs can beat us in the air," She said. Naoki wasn't sure that was true, but he wasn't going to even suggest it might not be. Butterflies might be more haughty and condescending, but angry Moths hold grudges.