Banshy nodded, silently. They did not have the same concerns as Forgraves, perhaps because they did not fully understand death or pain, or maybe because they understood Azrael's strength more then Forgraves. Either way, they did not seem too concerned and picked up their meat, trying to eat faster. They could always eat on the way, though.
Azrael finished up his own meal in ravenous bites and eyed Banshy - they always took a while to peck away at the meat - and snorted.
He tossed the last piece of bone into his mouth and stood, flexing his muscles and stepping out after Forgraves, leading the way to Polaris.
*exit
They paused and blinked up at Azrael before nodding slowly once again. They got swiftly to their feet, still carrying their rat with them, and followed after him, pecking at the carcass every so often as they walked.
*Exit