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Sweets arched her head somewhat as she leaned to try to see why she and Magus had stopped their walk. The soluno was small, still a pup, really, leaning to stare down Applepie and Siblin curiously. Behind them were Citrus and Mune. Mune was silent, as Citrus expected, but the dove arched her head back at the little creature that was trying to investigate the larger creatures. She squeaked, quickly ducking her head away. Magus laughed quietly as he reached to scratch at Sweet's head gently. "Are you also searching for some golden berries?" Magus spoke softly, his voice sweet against the soft hum of insects and the gentle chirp of birds. Citrus almost furrowed her brow, curiosity starting to fester in her chest as she stared at the fae and very tiny soluno on his shoulder. She was large enough to perk in an obvious manner, but was small against his cheek, pressing her own against his in a rank of nervousness across her expression. Applepie took a few excited little bounds towards the

It was that time of year, where the Coliseum of Life appears where kukuris of many shapes and sizes come and show their strength and speed.  Berkut, an elder ebon crimson prairie who was once retired from the life of fighting and racing, slowly headed towards the coliseum. He heard Cerberus was in the volcano arena today and he had to battle him, something he always promised his adopted son since the day they met, to make sure he beats Cerberus.  The prairie headed towards the entrance of the coliseum till he bumped into another Kukuri heading the same direction.  – Jenga stalked the grounds, not a fan of taking a break from competing with others. He was on the way back to the coliseum, having heard that the new competition was a devout follower of Life. And the arena they were currently fighting in was volcanic. The prairie picked up his pace as he neared the entrance, not paying much mind to his surroundings. He was jolted roughly as his body collided with a stranger’s. Jenga