Hopping amongst the bones was something that Aza’zel commonly did. They were structured quite haphazardly, but the bird was always on high alert, listening and glancing around to make sure none collapsed under his weight or to check for certain bones that were high quality and possibly delicious. It had all gone swimmingly until the sound of rock cracking came to the bird’s ears. Another Gembound hatching? The young ave always seemed to happen upon such occasions, and this was yet another. So far, the juvenile had helped out a gorilla named Blue, a wolf that he nicknamed Wolf for now, and now this unhatched creature. Small sounds emanated from the cocoon, but they were happy sounds, whimpers of excitement and anticipation. It almost sounded like a wolf. Was this another wolf to become friends with and aid? The boy had experience with dealing with these kinds of critters. They usually ate meat, and were pretty cheerful and open, especially puppies.

Wandering closer was a grave mistake, as the citrine chrysalis suddenly split with a great yellow flash, sending shrapnel of the cocoon everywhere. Aza’zel squawked and flapped his wings with the intent to deflect the shards and create a barrier of wind so he did not get hit by the sharp pieces. A small barrier formed, but it was futile, for shards still yet cut into the bird's wings. "Yeowch!" He screeched, quickly working to remove the shards from his wings with his beak. He gripped each one and yanked it out, then licking the wound to help it heal and save it from infection. Hopping close to where the chrysalis had shattered, the bird found a golden little pup. His heart melted from the adorableness, of the pup slobbering all over the bones below him and gnawing on them. "Hi..." Aza'zel breathed, amazed at how cute this little boy was.

"Speech"

As soon as the bird spoke, the pup was ecstatic. The golden wolf-like Gembound bounded over to Aza'zel with panache, throwing himself at the bird. His tail waggled so hard that the back end of him shook with it, and Aza'zel couldn't help but smile. The pup had attempted to speak, but it only came out as a bark, and Aza's pain was forgotten. Something in those little eyes literally melted his heart. It demanded he be friends with this pup, and who couldn't be!

But then the pup did something he dearly dreaded. The Bone King was absolutely traumatized and frozen as the young Gembound slobbered. all. over. him. and... licked. him. Every feather was out of place and ruffled, and the bird about gagged, tasting hot bile in his throat. Giving a pitiful whine, the bird attempted to shuffle away from the slobbery tongue of the puppy, carmine eyes narrowed with disgust.

Squeezing free of the crazed pup, the bird ruffled his feathers, shaking himself a lot. This was absolute torture! How could anyone stand being slobbery?! Abandoning the pup for a moment, the bird stiffly waddled toward one of the nearby water pools, getting into his shoulders in the water and bathing himself reluctantly. How could he?! Once he was properly groomed again, the bird simply lay in the water, almost glaring at the pup, but only at the space above him. He could not be mad at that cute little face. Oh no, he could not. "Why me?" He cawed, as if he were asking the world that.

"Speech"

The pup bounded off, and the bird couldn't help but be curious. Wobbling out of the iron oxide-filled water, the rufous juvenile tilted his head. Wings flapped as he dried himself off, and in a few minutes of flapping his wings, they had dried out sufficiently. By that time, the golden pup had returned, holding what seemed to be s present.

It was a little shrub, and the pup eagerly bounded into the pool, dropping down the green plant at his feet. This pup could detect plants? That was a pretty good thing... He could perhaps join his group-in-planning. Maybe the boy could be a healer or a medic, or simply a gatherer for the herbavores in the group. Aza'zel was sure there would be some of those. The bird reached out and grabbed the shrub, cooing happily at the pup's excitement. "It's perfect." This boy was inquisitive and intelligent. Just perfect! And he was so so happy! It was like he was contagious, because the lammergeier felt happy and carefree around the boy as well. "You want to join my group? There's another wolf like you that you can play with!" He was sure that his new friend was far too young to understand the concept of a group, but he could try, right?

"Speech"

It was apparent that this pup had no inkling as to what a group was, but Aza'zel disregarded it. He couldn't say no to this cheerful little pup. Surely Wolf and him would get along. "My name's Aza'zel... Vita." Since when did he have a last name? It sounded so familiar, though. Shrugging it off, the bird tilted his crown and stared at the pup. "What's your name? Do you have one?" Surely this golden ball of happiness had a name! Happily, the bird awaited a response.

"Speech"

This boy's ethusiasm and happiness was purely contagious. Aza'zel found himself smiling a little, bouncing up every once in a while to dull it to a point where he was not practically bouncing off the walls... unlike this pup. At the mention of a name, the boy seemed as if he were pondering what was in a name. Had this pup's chrysalis not spoke to him and told him of his name? To be honest, the bone king's chrysalis hadn't either, but that wasn't important now. What was in a name for this boy? He was... pretty attracting. Something about the golden ball of sunshine just drew you closer. There was so word for that... Bodacious. Nah, that was too difficult. Beautiful... Beau... Beau had a sweet ring to it. It almost fit the child. The bird's eyes glimmered as he had the stunning revelation as to what to call this pup. "Beau! Do you like that name?" Hopefully the pup did, for it fit him just fine. Aza'zel wasn't sure yet what his name meant, but he was sure it was something pretty nice... Unbeknownst to him, the ave was name after scapegoat, a sacrifice to the gods in another foreign and long-forgotten religion's texts.

"Speech"