He blinks claws flex into the earth. It response carressing him with its strands of grass. The wind carressing black fur yellow slits gazing at the two creatures. "Bones" one says, another made of bones. This he finds more than attractive. Lips curlq around glossy teeth.
Brouching the two a low rumble resounds through his body, his long cat tail flicking against the kissing grasses. Meat rolls under fur speaking of strength. He comes closer, each inch a slow process. Padded claws soundless in their aproach. He was growing slowly this would be his second winter. The filly he met his first winter had been quite fun. Were she was now. He couldn't say, but he was rather disturbed that it wasn't by his side.
Sniffing at this ones hoof he shimmers dissapearing for a moment nothingness replacing him, and then there she is, bony wings and all. Green eyes flicker for a moment before becoming solidly his own. But it is still her standing there. Morning ladies He nods as if nothing is wrong. Then bones catches his attention. Quirking his head to the side he glints a smile going up to her for a brush as well.
Chuckling he appears as her standing alongside her. Alone much? He inquires. Death and murder, such grusome topics. Topics he was all to familiar with. Did they know they stood on bloody ground. He could still see the stains of his mothers blood. It had probably been his mothers bones she had looked at. As recently decade as they were though he doubted it. Skull smashed, every other peice of her lay perfect. Perfect as it always was. Her bones still laid sprawled out close by the edge of the forest the place he would sleep at night.
Kryten