Chaos-Two was really only allowed to leave now in order to eat. Draco wasn't exactly full of fat prey or lush grasses. It was breathing rock and nothing else.

So here they were, grazing peacefully on soft grasses and the firm leaves of various plants. Berries, fruits, and nuts fulfilled the rest of their diet, with some meat here or there, but never from rabbits. That just felt wrong, eating a creature that was so like their new friend, Nibbles the Wind Hopper.

But anyway, back to eating.

Chaos-Two's head shot up and they peered around, slowly standing on two legs to try and locate the noise of what seemed to be a breaking log. Was Draconua having another tantrum? Or...

Their eyes landed on the valkhound and they paused for just a moment, realizing they'd missed them upon slowly meandering up the side of the hill. They really ought to be more observant. Chaos-Two watched for a few seconds, realizing quickly what they were doing and softening slightly. They didn't have their spear so they just walked over, approaching quietly before stopping a little ways away.

"Hello," they said softly, lowering into a crouch, "Are you having fun, there? I'm Chaos-Two, do you have a name?"

Perhaps not little in the sense of size, but perhaps in age, judging by their actions.

Sometimes Chaos-Two wished they weren't the smallest valkhound. First they had ass problems, now they were going to have neck problems from looking up at people all the damn time on top of already being, well, a loser. Being small was one thing, but being small and a loser? Well that's just the perfect formula for bullying right there.

"Ah," they said, looking up at Equinox with a sort of 'not again' look on their face.

"Um... no, there are a few others I can think of who are larger," Chaos-Two said, "Master Vargas, Draconua, possibly even Vjira..."

They shook their head and cleared their throat, "Ah, I do! Say... how old are you?"

Please don't be like ten thousand or something, that would be awful.

So young... Chaos-Two felt bad, mostly for what they were about to say.

"Well... if you want to know more, Master Vargas could teach you," they said softly, "I'm a part of a group called the Chaos-Forge, made up of creatures like you and me. We're called Valkhounds for our stones, so I'm certain he'd welcome you easily. I'm not sure about the small part, though. That might have to be something to overcome."

They held out a hand gently, "We could go, if you want. Perhaps, if you want, I could teach you. I don't know as much as he does, but I'm certain I can teach you everything I know and then pass you off to him."

Chaos-Two looked at the other in worry, "Oh dear... when was the last time you stabilized? I know that many who share the Creator's... gift often need to visit the Black Spire to calm the whispers and other symptoms."

They looked back to Draco, biting their lip, "Come, we'll head back, get you stabilized and comfortable, then I can explain everything to Master Vargas. Don't worry, alright? I'll make sure you're okay."

They offered a soft smile and patted Equinox's paw before setting it down and leading the way back, overcome by worry. They hoped that visiting the Spire would fix everything.