[And he would have left them to it. He feels disgusted for even jumping in to help their ass after everything. Why are they even taking so damn long to deal with this bird? Slow poke. Should have gotten cut up more. But no, the only reason he stepped in at all was for her. Not for him.
He hears them speed off, not at him, thankfully. The spear in his hand dissappates, eyes spotting dark spots in the dirt where the other had been a sitting duck. His eyes follow the blur lines, remaining where he is to observe. Go ahead and handle it already.
The chocobo had tumbled a distance, landing onto it's back. It lays motionless, some uneven feathers on it's side where where Shadow had hit it. It was not bleeding though. Should the older Shadow approach close enough, the bird will come back to life and either claw or peck him, whichever part is closer.
Should he attack from a distance, the bird will get up and dodge out of the way. Coming back around to kick dirt in their direction.]
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He hears them speed off, not at him, thankfully. The spear in his hand dissappates, eyes spotting dark spots in the dirt where the other had been a sitting duck. His eyes follow the blur lines, remaining where he is to observe. Go ahead and handle it already.
The chocobo had tumbled a distance, landing onto it's back. It lays motionless, some uneven feathers on it's side where where Shadow had hit it. It was not bleeding though. Should the older Shadow approach close enough, the bird will come back to life and either claw or peck him, whichever part is closer.
Should he attack from a distance, the bird will get up and dodge out of the way. Coming back around to kick dirt in their direction.]