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"Contrary, I think I have quite a lot to lose," Arion drawled annoyingly, purposely slowing down his pace so she would get to the water source slower. He didn't really know why she needed water in first place, nor did he really care because while he was a curious being, these mundane things did not interest him at all. If the chocolate stallion decided to inquire on every single thing that caught his attention, his hard drive would be full and he would no longer be able to remember the 'important' details, therefore making him as ordinary as others. Arion would rather die than let that happen.

"Need the exercise?" Arion scoffed and flashed her a smirk. "I bet I'm much faster, agile and stronger than you are. You need the exercise, woman, not me. Have you seen yourself? All furry and fat." Well technically she wasn't fat, but a little insulting wouldn't hurt considering the fact that they were both hurling disrespectful comments left and right.

Black leathery nostrils flared as the wind blew the scent of a squirrel towards him and in a brief second, the Greek quickly contemplated whether or not to catch the prey. He came to a decision quickly and bounded away in a chocolate blur without informing his companion on what he was doing. Arion was downwind of the prey and his skills in stealth were extraordinary, so when he leapt to deal the final blow, the squirrel was a second too late and died in his jaws.

Arion returned to Citali and placed the prey by her paws. "There," he said with a smile. "What's your name?" he asked with a tilt of his head.