Marcos glared at the other as they had curled up. He thought the were crying as that is usually the way others would cry and he didn't blame them if they did cry. He wasn't always the nicest when he was angry and he knew it.

Sighing, he turned around and lifted his arms up in a defeated pose. "Oh no.. You bested me in battle.." His sarcasm made this far more awkward than he intended to. "Stop crying now." He said and cleared his throat and placed his hands behind his back.

Kelio planned to just stay there until they left, but them staying there made running off a lot harder.

"Fuck off, bastard !" She growled.

Marcos growled back, though it ended up in a screech. "No, you fuck off! We wouldn't be in this situation if you didn't decide this was a good place to take a nap in!" He was more than angry now, upset mixed in and caused his anger to nearly confuse him. "I was just minding my own business and then you appeared and decided 'oh let's take a nap and then anger the nearby person's which, news flash, will get you killed around here."

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Marcos sighed. "You'll die here then. The others around here don't take pity on people like you." He tried his best to calm himself, which for the most part he was able to, but the small shoot of anger rose to his chest and annoyed him.

Marcos watched her leave as he stood still, silently hoping that a hawk would come and prove her wrong and him right. But it didn't happen. Instead the wind blew past him and he knew he had to make sure that she didn't die, at least, since he didn't want her to curse him. Shifting, he flew into the sky and followed her. After a few minutes of doing this, he found a few birds flying around and he had to swoop around them to not fall down.

Marcos scanned the plains quickly before spying a few local predators. A few foxes, nothing serious. He watched them for a few seconds before thinking if he should interviene with them since she, at least as far as he was told, could handle a few predators. Shaking a loose feather he decided to stop the predators before anything happened. He flew a bit lower before swooping down and flattening them into the dirt and quickly flew back into the air like nothing had happened. It was fun, Marcos thought, seeing them flop into the ground. Marcos didn't crush the predators, no, he can control his strength enough to push them into the ground. Plus he didn't feel like getting his talons messy with the fur. This was enough for him and his pride. "You're welcome." He told himself since he wasnt able to be heard in the sky.