Macawi’s tail wagged a mile a minute as she snuggled up against her Big Pig friend. He seemed exceedingly happy to see her, and for that, she was grateful. Not everyone had as good a memory as she did, so not everyone remembered her upon a second meeting. Of course, her memory only went so far. There was no doubt she would forget everyone here whom she had not spoken to, but she did remember all those with whom she had shared a conversation. The giant lizard in front of her spoke some more about things she didn’t understand. This is what she got for coming to a meeting full of strangers.

Oh, what was this? Everyone was leaving now to go hunting? Hmm. Well, all right then! Macawi was on the figurative fence about whether to go hunting or not. She loved a challenge, but hunting by herself seemed a very boring thing to do… When did she become so attached to other Gembounds, anyways? Wasn’t she a nomad? If so, why did she remember people so easily, and make friends just as easily? These were not the traits of a nomad. She shrugged and gave Czernobog a friendly lick as a goodbye, before turning and trotting away. She would attempt to find an easier way to cross this swamp than the way she had come. She was too short and tiny to be throwing herself into flowing water like that too often.

[Exit Macawi]

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((A wholly OOC post: As the holidays are here, I'm going to extend the date for another week starting now. That's how long you have to finish up your hunts! I am waiting to post in those threads.

In one week, please have your thread wrapped up and post a link to it here. Anyone not finished will have a Lesser Gembounds post saying the prey has escaped. Aquarian will be super mad about this. Remember, if you need me to do a prey post, tag DRAGON, not Lesser Gembounds. Thanks!

@Talat @Ghanyarah @Eve @Willow @Czernobog ))

(Here you go! <3 @Dragon)

The alligator had done his own hunting, naturally.

He'd dragged fish after fish onto the pile, as well as a few rodents--nothing huge, but a slimy, rotting base for Aquarian's pile.

Czernobog, looking rather proud of himself (or perhaps that was Dragon's imagination) had arrived pretty much draped in the gore of several deer, their torn bodies savaged perhaps a bit farther than what ought to have been strictly required for a kill. Dragon had been curious about this, eyeing his "son," but verbally all he'd done was praise him. He was careful to keep his tone upbeat. He wasn't sure Bog would even understand his questions, if he asked them.

Ghanyarah had been a slightly different story. He'd found the komodo dragon half-paralyzed and somewhat unconscious, having nearly come off worse after a battle with a cave spider. Still, he'd succeeded, and now the offering pile was fairly high.

...Sure, it was still probably only a mouthful for Aquarian, but hey! It was the thought that counted, right?

Dragon lay his heavyset body beside the pile, and began to rumble, his deeply vibrating throat setting the marsh humming.

Aquarian's dinner was served.

{ art by dark } ~ { table by aura . edited by banshee and dark }

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OOC !

SO! IT IS COMPLETE. I'll be sending everyone who participated a bit of magicka as a reward/temptation for future stuff, and aaaalso, Czernobog I'm gonna say "won" what with his crazy rolls, exuberantly violent hunt and multiple kills. SO! Czernmatt, do let me know if you would like a piece of art in addition to a magicka reward! If I miss anyone with magicka, do let me know, the prizes will be going out soon based on participation.

@Czernobog @Talat @Ghanyarah @Eve @Willow

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