Arkain shakes his head and lets out a deep sigh of relief glad he managed to avoid the latest flow of chewed up trees and brush. He hugs Ome and smiles. "Thats good. That was close." Arkain looks at Gold. "Yea, we are fine. Man this horse can eat. I can't believe how much stuff is flowing down that throat of his. Staying on top of the pile like he said I see is not going to be easy. Is it? " He laughs. While he is talking he forgets about his long tail. He carelessly lets it drop into the soft pile of trees and brush and it gets pulled down into the pile. He doesn't pay attention to the new wet sticky stomach juices that covers the end of his tail. He just thinks its all part of whats going on around him. Hes sure hes safe being on top of the pile.