"Very sparkly," Moros commented in a sing-song voice, looking at the new arrival. "Whether we kill him or not, I call dibs on his stuff.
"Especially that pearl," she added, moving in closer to the new arrival and settling down on the opposite side of him from Samael. "Very nice."
She didn't really care herself whether they killed the Pearlcatcher or not. Well, she did feel a pang of regret that the group was tending towards murder, since he looked like a mage of some description and she would get no magic out of him dead.
"He might be more fun alive," she added nonchalantly. "He's not gonna look half so pretty once you've killed him."
She shrugged and turned her attention to Elisandre's death, adding one last comment on the subject of the Pearlcatcher: "You guys decide what to do with him, but if you don't kill him, I want to play with him, and if you do, I want his stuff."
Being one of the larger dragons in the room, it was easy for Moros to crane her neck to see both the body and the clues.
"Cloth, red feathers, and fur," she mused aloud. "Plus a haphazard means of decorating."
She cast her eyes across the other dragons, mentally tallying potential sources. Many of them wore cloth, so that clue was not particularly useful. The orange fur could only have come from Torchwick, as far as Moros saw, but she was inclined to agree with Needle that such an obvious clue was likely false. Of course, Needle could be an angel covering for a comrade -- he wore cloth and had red feathers. He had been awfully quick to discredit evidence, but Moros didn't consider the possibility particularly likely for now; she just tucked it away in the back of her mind.
Along with Needle, there were four dragons who fit both the cloth and the red feathers: Ker, Redmoon, Samael, and Bog. For the moment, none of them seemed more suspicious than the others, but Moros hoped it wasn't Samael. She'd hate to have to kill her new friend.
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