Curled up tight in a crystalline cocoon, the young banded palm civet slept peacefully. That is, until it twitched in it's sleep and thumped it's head against the crystal, waking it up. This head-bash against the crystal was enough to break through it, and before it was even aware of what was happening, the little civet was now sitting in a pile of green crystal chunks.

He looked up in awe of the fake-star ceiling of Orion. He stood up on unsteady legs, still staring up at the pretty ceiling, unaware of his surroundings.

"Spoken Words."
Thoughts

tags: @Orthoclase-Alpha
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Lumber here, lumber there.

As many tasks as it'd been assigned and given a deadline for, the orthoclase didn't hurry anywhere. Maybe that was a lesson it'd taken from its ruby-hatchmate, but a bit more effectively than just lazing around doing literally nothing. At this pace, it could just meander into a room and give it a quick scan before picking some direction to go in and investigate or whatever else it needed to do. Sometimes it'd cast its magic out and set to fight a dragon.

Sometimes it'd cast its magic out and set to find the tiniest of creatures.

So - here it was, finding this newly emerged ball of fuzz with pinpoint accuracy.

Alpha almost immediately lurched down to snatch the civet from his chrysalis's remains, but it hesitated briefly, remembering that bat's struggle. At least it doesn't have magic. The hybrid monstrosity kept its head up, continuing to stare down rather dumbly. Maybe I can trick it.

Small talk first, it chirped, "you are little." Literal small talk.

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It's view of the pretty things on the ceiling was obscured by the shadow of a large, hulking thing. Not knowing it should be afraid- or at least cautious- of creatures such as this, it just tilts it's head as the creature begins to talk.

"Lit-tol?" It replies, standing up to get a better view of the creature that quite literally towers over it. It toddles over- still unused to walking- and gently bats one of the creature's gigantic paws with it's tiny one. "You are Lit-tol?" It asks, staring up at Alpha innocently.

"Spoken Words."
Thoughts

tags: @Orthoclase-Alpha
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It definitely didn't need to waste a bunch of energy wrangling this one.

Alpha squinted down, head tilting upside down slightly to track the civet. He took a few cautious steps forwards, parroting. Then, incorrectly, he assumed it was also little. The orthoclase shook its head, grunting shortly, "no, I'm big. A hunter with big teeth and claws." To demonstrate, it lifted the paws that'd been batted at, shifting its fingers slightly and curling them so the hooks glinted in the light; and opened its mouth a little, showing off pearly whites.

"I chase down and eat things, but you're little," the kaiju grumbled, "too little to bother with eating."

Mistakenly, it didn't think ahead about how to break out the subject of hey kid, wanna come with me?

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"Big!" He chirped happily. When Alpha displayed it's sharp claws and teeth, he watched carefully. "Hunter!" He chirped. He displayed his tiny needle-like teeth in a big grin, and batted at the air wildly to showcase his equally tiny claws.

"Chase!" He grinned, seemingly missing the part where Alpha implied he was food. "Chase!" He ran in circles. It was unclear to everyone, including him, what exactly he was going to chase, but by god he was going to chase the heck out of it!

"Spoken Words."
Thoughts

tags: @Orthoclase-Alpha
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Alpha didn't look impressed with the civet's claws and teeth. Little, like the rest. He really wouldn't do any damage in a fight, and certainly seemed impressionable enough to just sit around with Doctor.

The orthoclase started to step towards Tunnel K, glancing over its shoulder to see if he was following. "Maybe you are a little hunter." Oh, here's a cool thought. "You can chase... knowledge." Acidic eyes turned down, looking for any sign of intrigue.

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He paused in his seemingly senseless chase long enough to notice Alpha was walking away. Now having a target to chase, he scampered forward. "Chase!" He squeaked when he caught up to Alpha, grinning excitedly. Small sparks of electricity jumped off the civet's fur, too weak to do any harm, especially to something as big as Alpha. Still, he seemed quite excited to see the spell had worked. "Zap! Zap!" He chirped happily.

When Alpha spoke, he calmed down slightly as he listened. "Lit-tol hunter!" He agreed, seemingly happy to be called a hunter, even if it was just a little one. "Chase knowledge?" He asked, confused but curious.

"Spoken Words."
Thoughts

tags: @Orthoclase-Alpha
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Alpha's leg gave an involuntary twitch at the static charge, and it glared down rather abruptly. "Don't do that," it warned in a harsh growl. Gaze lingering for a moment, it walked on.

"Chase knowledge, yes," the orthoclase repeated after a long pause, "the cave I live in has a - Doctor that could use a little hunter." Variety. "Tiny claws and teeth. Like a bat." It huffed in amusement, not giving any further context for that. Somehow, its slow, unhurried pace grew even more molasses-like, head swinging back down to the civet.

With... extremely little room for argument, Alpha stated, "I'll take you to him."

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At Alpha's growl, he froze completely, the sparks quickly dying down. He lowered his head apologetically, staring at the ground. When Alpha became to continue walking, he quickly scampered over to keep up. Despite Alpha's slow speed, he still had to walk pretty fast to keep up with the giant.

"Doctor chase knowledge?" He asked, trying to keep up the best he could- which was asking for quite a bit, considering the little civet had just hatched. "Little Hunter!" He replied excitedly. This was something he knew- He was the little hunter! That was him!

The little civet had no desire to argue with Alpha, instead he squeaked excitedly, "Chase knowledge!" Running a bit of a ways ahead- but immediately stopping, since he didn't actually know where to go. He stared up at Alpha with a childish grin while he waited to be led to the 'Doctor.'

"Spoken Words."
Thoughts

tags: @Orthoclase-Alpha
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Good riddance, it huffed to itself, padding along without further hindrance.

"Doctor looks for ways to help," Alpha tried vaguely, "but he has Lessers. They're not very smart." It wasn't going to start throwing compliments around or start implying that it was tossing a compliment this civet's way. If he had a name, it didn't particularly seem to care. Better to not get attached like it did Marrow.

The orthoclase sniffed once down the path and finally lowered it's head, "I'll carry you." Again, no room for argument: simply a vying motion to pick him up around the back with surprising gentleness (as much as those pearly whites could be, anyways.) Straight to Doctor, then, with no chasing and missing involved.

exit Alpha (unless stopped!)
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