[M] A Normal day, A Normal.... Death

Jabari sighed heavily, a quick roll of his eyes soon following after; though he didn’t quite mean it in a harsh way, he knew well how Dei felt. He’d always been more like a father to him, always there even if no one else had been. Always by each others side even when he was a child, making their bond feel even stronger. “Yeah I know,” he sighed softly, “you know I love you too, you asshole.”

There was no way in his mind he’d ever leave Dei, too close with the old dragon to ever even think about it. He’d be with the thing till the day he died, even if it ended up being before his own time. Slowly his feet came to a stop, eyes glancing in ahead and passed the man; focusing on his senses. 

Perhaps they weren’t had keen as Dei’s at least not in this form of his body; but he had no reason to shift, not yet at least. “I can... kind of smell them,” he crinkled his nose, “they stink to high heavens...” He coveted his nose with one hand, as he wondered the path they were walking. He was more adept to seeing the signs of creatures, more than smelling them. The worst part was being able to understand them, speak to them, which made hunting a bit on the more odd side for him. Yet his body craved the meats most elves didn’t have the appetite for; a trait from other race.