𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑⠀⠀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐊⠀⠀。

pencil.

“ I hope you don't mind― ” Pausing, like it had just occurred to him that the creature wouldn't understand him even if he were to admit to anything. Carefully scribbling a doodle of sorts － Drawing the odd amalgamation in a personal sketchbook he kept hidden away in a back pocket.

a little too accustomed to the dragon's passive nature; expecting nothing of harm to come his way. Seating himself too close to the creature like it was all too normal for him.

Rifling around, he carefully produced a small book from his pocket that had miraculously survived the fall, alongside a ↷

could only muster a puzzled look towards. A small hum left the handler; one of a joy he couldn't describe as he hobbled around.

Eventually, however, his curiosity relented, letting him move away momentarily and moving to sit next to the lake that the beast had been fishing in. Perhaps he'd become ↷

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⠀He'd accept that response; one of indifference to his presence where he could've been the victim of another attack. The handler pushed onwards, stumbling as he ran his fingertips against the scales with intrigue. He could already see there to be a lack of any true injury inflicted to which he ↷

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⠀Reaching a hand up to brush his bangs back momentarily, grey eyes fixating on the captured bug before him like his life depended on it. Swiftly dropping his hand and letting his blonde strands fall back into place, he scratched his pen against the paper before him.

'67 legs, missing 33.'

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⠀∥ it's arrived!! i'll catch up on replies after i have a sleep!! thank you for your patience with me 🙇‍♂️

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⠀∥ HI!!! I HOLD HIM OUT TO YOU 🤲

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⠀∥ okay so i definitely can't keep up without my phone. my apologies. only a few days !!!! i will get replies done when my phone is here and you will see me MORE.

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⠀∥ i'm okay!! i just have a bad leg from a fall a couple months back and slipped on the same tiles. fortunately just shattered my phone this time.

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⠀∥ had an accident and my phone's been shattered. i'll likely be a bit hit or miss to write replies with, i'm so sorry!

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⠀∥ FLUFFY WINGS!!!

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⠀∥ i got a single braincell rattling around in here.,,... 😔

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⠀∥ trying to decide what to list erik's sexuality as should not be this funny to me...

"likes everyone, monster boys tickle the brain just right but lala barina tickles the heart" is apparently what ive written in my notes

thanks, me 😅

harm, holding his hand out like one might do to a Palico.

The handler clearly has some kind of death wish...

This species was undocumented to be passive in any sense of the word, and with the brief consideration of his clearly interested mind, he might as well make sure this was a fluke rather than something more serious. As he closed in, he tried to make it clear he meant no ↷

Yet, soon enough, the makeshift bandage was in place and he quietly rolled the leg back down as he stood back to his feet with a low hiss of pain beneath his breath. Cautiously, he made his way over to the creature, likely testing his own fate; yet he couldn't help but express worry. ↷

effort to mend the limp he'd caused for himself.

“ Uwah―!? ” Startled by the sound of that strong maw snapping shut around it's prey, he reached a hand to the back of his neck to smooth the bristling from the fright before hastily trying to further fix the wound with what little he was carrying. ↷

pry a scale or two free for the purpose of examination but he knew better ― The creature was alive and he'd only serve to injure it if he tried.

Rolling up the pant's leg to gently tend to the wound beneath, his intrigued gaze finally shifted to himseld for once in an ↷

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Eyes brushing over the amalgamation's features curiously, questions that lack answers brought to the forefront of his mind as he examined the monster before him. The scales that seemed so similar, yet somehow different to that of a regular Shagaru's. If he were any more reckless, perhaps he'd ↷

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⠀∥ i'm SO glad someone else has issues with this!! i don't use dms often but the one time i did, i was so ??? by not being able to send a photo...

weariest of expressions ― Clearly, he's seen it more than once. ]

hunts to attend to, this seems much more enlightening than sitting around and reading ― Or roaming for something to do. ]

No, I don't think they'd mind much. Survival skills are important, but they never let me teach the hunters.

They always kick the Paratoads…

[ A light laugh follows with the ↷

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⠀[ He can admit to having been given the file to read, but even back then, Erik had never chosen to read it. Always someone who found many of the methods used by the guild cruel; much less on q child. ]

My… work?

[ A tilt of the head. He supposed that may be a problem, but provided he has no ↷

pathetic how the mere mention of the wildlife' names had him grinning ear to ear.

“ What… do you think of the Mimiphyta? ” He'd already been told he can't have one, but he can dream.

presence than anything ― Only to soften at the unasked answer. Very rarely did anyone even recall the wildlife's names these days; just those that would be hunted.

“ …Oh!? ” Finally, a noise, and a failed hidden excitement seeping through as it dawned on him that someone must've listened. It was ↷

the edge of his half-finished mug of juice.

Preoccupied with his reading, he hadn't noticed the missing jar initially; nor the click of the long claws against the glass until he heard an unfamiliar voice. Startled by the tone, his head tilted up with an expression that seemed more confused by his ↷

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⠀Erik always chose to sit alone, if only to prevent bothering the hunters with his needless concerns and discoveries. Even now, he barely expected anyone to take notice of him. His preserved jars of endemic life sitting on the table, aside from a myriad which had found itself sitting upon the ↷

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