"[color=7bcdc8]Wai' whut? Revive?... [/color]" Cedar boggled. The idea of bringing ANYTHING back from being actually DEAD-DEAD was... He could not wrap his head around it.  He could not wrap his head around doing that to some poor critter that already had a terrible death to begin with- The idea was just flooring to him.

"[color=7bcdc8]I thought ya was gunna track down the ones as survived or summat-- They won' be 'at far off-- Prolly all tagether 'nyhow-- Horses likes to pal around ya know. Safety in numbers.[/color]"

Then more earnestly--

"[color=7bcdc8].... How you gunna talk ta a DEAD horse inna firs' place? -- Secon' thought, I dun wanna know...(only thing a dead horse 'good for is eatin'..)[/color]"

He pushed the repulsive thought from his mind. He would DEFINITELY have to talk to his dad about this when he got back...

"[color=7bcdc8]I thinks its a good idear ta be trackin that dumb shit as likely got a arrow stuck in 'im, afore it rains or sommat, and we lose the scent.  The horses as run off might be able ta tell yas where they was stabled at afore they got rode here. Worth a shot-- I CAINT be the ONLY one as can ask em a simple 'nuff question, can I?[/color]"