Muerto coming with Pure Sarcasm

[Aries Last War]

The chilling cry of a raven carryied through the land, annoncing that the beta had returned. Another haunting call rang out confirming that the beta was indeed here. Two dark forms came into view, one flying low to the ground, the other galloping right behind it. The small one in front soared upward and landed on a tree limb and the horse stopped. He scented the air for Sarcasm's scent.

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The duo hued femmora came galloping behind the blind hellion. When she reached him, a question entered her head. She reached her mug over to his auds.

Does your raven talk?

She hissed in interrogation. It was actually a good question. How could he communicate with it?

[Aries Last War]

"If he feels like it, which isn't very often." He smirked. "Kromos, come say hello to the new beta."
"No." came the stuborn hoarse call from above. Kromos glared down at them, an act wasted on Muerto.
Muerto gazed sightlessly up in Kromos's general direction. "Fine, be that way." He growled teasingly. "We didn't even want you to come down here anyway."

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She smirked and let out a harsh laugh.

A stubborn one, aren't we?

She hissed up to the bird. She stomped a forepiston on the cracked sod and snorted. She rolled her occs. She wished she wouldn't have to live with that the rest of life, but then again, she was dark and used to that kind of behavior.

[Aries Last War]

Kromos laughed down wickedly and soared away. If Muerto needed to be guided, all he had to do was call and Kromos would come back, but even ravens had to eat. Muerto smirked. "Charming charactor isn't he." he said sarcastcally.

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)(g2g, bye!)(

[Aries Last War]

(Bye)

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She smirked at him and rolled her occs.

Oh yes, I envy his kindness.

She hissed sarcastically.

[Aries Last War]

"Would you like to meet the rest of the herd?" he asked. He knew well that knowing your herd was important, because then you learned who was your ally and who was your foe. "There are only two others so far, unless my brother claimed another mare recently." Muerto pawed the ground. There wasn't too much grass here, except in a hidden meadow, which he and his brother knew about and had located. "Or we could go to the meadow, there's plenty of grass there, and I'm sure that the others will be there at some time or another."