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RE: Life... finds a way - Catalyst - May 25 2018 Catalyst tilted her head as she stared down Glory, trying to figure out what he was saying. Hungry, she knew what that meant. Yes, she was hungry, very much so. Could the little bird-thing make her feel not-hungry? And... thirsty? Was that the funny feeling in her throat? Yes, it was. She chirped, trailing Glory as he walked away a few strides. When he stopped, she chirped again, not understanding why he had stopped. A wedge-like head tilted, catching onto an odd flowing sound. What was that? She felt she should know it, but for some reason it slipped her mind. The little bird-thing lead their way to a large water-thing, and instinctively she knew what to do. She approached the water, and dipped her mouth in, allowing it to fill with the fresh water, before tilting her head back to allow it to flow down her throat. This repeated several times, before she dunked her head and rose, allowing water to run down her hide, before looking at Glory, chirping a cheerful 'chirrrrchirrrchirp!' @Glory RE: Life... finds a way - Glory - May 26 2018
Glory watched approvingly as the Catalyst dipped their head into the water to drink the cool, clear liquid. He nodded, proudly, as they turned to chirp happily at him. tags: @Catalyst notes: RE: Life... finds a way - Catalyst - May 28 2018 Catalyst looked down at the little bird-thing. Perhaps she wouldn't eat it? It had given her water, after all, and water felt good! But she was pretty hungry, after all. And it looked pretty tasty! Die? What was die? Something in her niggled, saying 'die is bad'. And so, she assumed, die was not a thing she wanted to do. So she must drink a lot of water, then! She would have to stay by water, although already there was a need to wander away, to explore. The little bird thing spread its wings, taking to the air. Catalyst 'creeled' curiously, but gathered what he meant, and so stood in place. She stood tall, watching the bird-thing closely as it fluttered to some bushes nearby. And then, suddenly, he was diving down, coming up with something held in his feet. Which, looking down, were rather the same as hers! Sure, his were orangish and looked like they were covered in lines, but they were rather similar. Could she do that? Hopping into the air, she determined that, no, she couldn't. Something fuzzy was set down in front of her, and she leaned down to sniff it. It smelled of blood, and after a moment she cottoned on. The raptor leaned down, and the mouse vanished down her throat in a gulp. The little reptile 'creeled' happily again, stooping down to butt her head against Glory affectionately. @Glory RE: Life... finds a way - Glory - Jun 03 2018
Glory waited for Catalyst to dig in and watched with amazement as it simply swung its head back and the mouse disappeared down its throat. He had never seen anyone eat that fast! Even with a little mouse like that! For a second, just a second, he had a doubt. A doubt that he should stay by Catalyst in case they turned on him and decided that he would make a good snack. RE: Life... finds a way - Catalyst - Jun 05 2018 The young dinosaur chirped at Glory affectionately, deciding she liked this little feathery-thing. It fed her, and watered her, and was kind to her, even helping her hatch. She tilted her head as he spoke, the words running over her brain. Still hungry? Was she? Yes, she was! Her stomach still felt rather empty, the 'mouse' barely a mouthful to her. So she was quick to follow Glory into the bushes. Plants crumpled beneath her talons, and she leaned down to sniff them. The reptile attempted to eat some, but quickly decided they were disgusting, and huffed. No, that did not taste good. Not at all! It didn't taste anything like that mouse, there was nothing wet inside it, and didn't taste near metallic enough. When Glory prompted her to, she lowered her head, and sniffed at the ground. This only succeeded in bringing plants into her nostrils, and she sneezed. She raised her head, and snifed the air this time. But, no, all she could smell was she and Glory. Looking down at the golden eagle, she chirred sadly. |