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Anari hummed as she passed, following along almost as though intoxicated by her presence and eager to watch her fly. He only grinned softly as she managed the air, pleased as pie to watch her wing about the skies, and glad as anything she was enjoying herself. If anything, to anari, Ozell seemed more at peach flying than she had at most any point last night, and he wondered briefly what it must be like to float through the sky on wings of blood, to feel a wind in his mane that must be diminished at ground level, to move her mane and those glass vials so wildly in mid-flight... To imagine the view she must have over a field. "Yes... Peaceful..." He murred, smiling softly, and lost in his own thoughts, as he watched the mare making for him.

Anari hummed and watched her until he found himself dizzy with the twists and turns. He shortly after found a tree to settle under on his belly and passively nibbled at the grass, while her flight turned to a sating of the stomach's desire for flesh. It wouldn't be until he'd figured she'd had enough time to finish her meal that he'd stand and trot after her last flight's direction, his own brilliant colors glimmering as he made his way after her.

Although he had heard the birdlike cry and the rabbit's squeal, he pretended not to know what her second-breakfast might be, hoping to avoid seeing it.