Berton looked back at Guyton venom practically pouring out of his mouth, there would be small holes on the floor where it dripped. "Yes he is a cobra." She stroked Berton bringing him close to her face. "But I don't like him on the battlefield, its to dangerous." Berton appeared to be cuddling her. "Berton go play with Guyton." She whispered, Berton would slide off her body and slide over to Guyton crawling in his lap.