Leaving ladies all a fluster was such fun in a devilish way. Turning away from the pink spy the golden walks on an air of confidence towards the dark Reaper. Hotaru may be one of the stronger spies below him, but she was still below him. Besides surely she should know better than to cause a scene about this place, with so many watching. Coming through a few cherry blossoms on the ridge towards Deimos the golden heard a most familiar noise. The powerful downbeats of wings, and rustling of brute came overhead, but that is not what made the golden stop. Lightly over the sound of the great beast landing, was the crackling of fires. Devilish face lit up with a wicked grin. The dun fire bird was the only one the gold knew who had a snake, such as the clue suggested and here he was right before them! Still, it would not be wise to flash himself so boldly and carelessly.

That grin never faded though, for the golden had a few more tricks up his sleeve. Calling upon the magic gained from his rank the golden began to fade until at last nothing was left. He was a nothing in a no where, and so could walk anywhere. Coming down slowly from the ridge back down towards the burning body the golden kept his distance from anyone in particular. Invisible though he maybe, he still made sound and hoofprints if he wasn’t careful. Hopefully though the gather was already too wrapped up among themselves to notice.

Nares flinched at the smell of burning flesh, its wretched bitterness too much for any horse priding his own skin to enjoy. It seemed he had come back down just in time, as his lady levelled with the dun. Oh this wasn’t a very pleasant social was it! It took the gold’s skill not to snicker at the chaos. The curious stallion though, Mauja…his cold face was most curious. It was reserved and held back, perfectly acceptable, unless you had just been accused of murder. The spotted one was tricky, the golden surmised. That was only a guess, but the golden’s guesses were rarely wrong. The dun for his part did flared out in a stomp and attitude. Brows rose. How delightful it was so be slipped in here and be able to let himself have a bit of fun with all this. Usually there was so much work in keeping up appearances and masks that he didn’t get such pure entertainment out of a tense situation. He was usually in the middle of the tense situation. But this time, standing on the edge looking in with hidden earth eyes not even the smell of the burning corpse and morbidity of the moment could crush the theif’s utter excitement at his sly trick of listening in.


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