"Well I swore on my heart I'll murder Kilo and his helping daughter," Spirit snarled and her bristles spiked up. She glance at the village, "Well perhaps we could act like regular dogs and appear nice?" He suggested, paddjng up ahead.
"That could work, but they might see us dragging the Demonwolf. We'll have to be careful." Jericho looked at the village and saw the fire. He motioned his head towards it so that Spirit would know where the fire was.
"Well why are we dragging it?" Spirit questioned. He followed where Jericho gestured his head. "We're diving the body in the fire, correct?"