The Arabian and Maredonian gazed upon the fire sitting in silence a bit.
"I'm use to seeing our friend, fire , be used in such violent ways. Never taking the time to appreciate it's positive behavior." Ahaban speaks, Bulawayo chuckled,
"Philosophy is quite unusual in soldiers. Their mouths speak most of dangers." Bulawayo replies.
Ahaban shifts his hooves,
"We're not soldiers. We are a commodity." Ahaban replied gently tapping his hooves.
The two are back in their thoughtful silence. Bulawayo slightly tapping his hooves along with Ahaban, who in return have a smirk.
"Has the cider taking effect? It makes the dance more to infect." Bulawayo says.
"You remember the tune old friend." Ahaban says.
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Feeling with confidence and slight bubbly intoxicant Ahaban began to sing out in his native tongue whilst Bulawayo tapped his hooves to.add beat.
"Amanamah! Namah Namah nyai abahadli! Alili al la li!" He cried out in a joyful.
"Ulimez lazelihal lamanaleli zalaneh!" He continued, as he danced upon his hooves Bulawayo couldn't help but chuckle at bothhis friend's odd foolery and joy.
"Illinah! Sminkalina nalah zolaniii!" He sings again.