(no, i died... ive been busy.) Saber still didnt speak. She let her thoughts do the talking, "This is cool looking.. What exactly is it? What is it called? Who made it?"
Silver nodded. "Cows are jerks. Delicious jerks, though." Most ponies found the idea of eating a creature capable of intelligent speech abhorrent. Silver and Nightshade were not most ponies. Nightshade cut a thin slice and examined it. "Excellent marbling. Obviously raised for beef. Do you import these from Griffonstone?"
Silver chuckled. "It's likely she'll outive us all. Dragon hybrids, even quarter-bloods, are extraordinary long-lived."
Silver stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Well, last week I took down a dragon infected with the Cerratus virus. The week before that was a Unicorn necromancer with an army of undead Griffons. Before that, a pair of rampaging hydras." He shrugged. "I wouldn't bet on myself living through the year."
Zeran trotted in. "I'm back! no idea where I went, but Etheran could probably tell you when they get here! ooh, dragon hybrids. hello!"