He nods. "Aye, I hath the easy job. I told thee, mine job ist to die in thy service. None expect me to do more than roar and look fierce before I find myself with one too many holes in mine chest to keep breathing." he responds with good cheer.
"Tis to thee to lead... but that ist as much in peace and celebration as war. Truth, I am in no mood to party either, the smell of so much blood drives me nigh to madness yet. If I couldst move so quickly, and father wouldst forgive me, I wouldst be on the hunt for two-legged, armed prey tonight. But I must needs be here, so I make the best of't. Thou shouldst as well."
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