He trotted up closer to the other male. "So... 'ow do I get meself into yer pride?" He asked curiously with the raven floated down and perched upon his shoulder. A small turn of his head to the female, "'ello friend. Looks like we be gettin' a chance at a new 'ome possibly."
Branderyn didn't always stick right by Cythraul's side. Although she cared deeply for him she did like to come and go as she pleased which he was completely fine with. "New home?" She didn't quite have his accent, every so often it would pop up but it was when she spent more time with him. "Sounds good. You weren't in your normal spot and I just barely caught you. Thanks for not waiting up for me again."
The male chuckled. "I be sorry ole friend. Let me speak with Bousvor so we can be gettin' this all sorted." As got right up next to him now. "This be Branderyn, She be comin' with me, if ye don't be mindin'."
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