You find yourself suspended for an instant, falling through the small portal, and soon feel yourself fall upon the earth, letting out a muted yelp as you feel a stick try to impale arm. You sit up with a sigh, brushing yourself off, check the stratch on your arm, and look about to find that you have landed on the edge of a young, sparse forest. You look up when hearing a thud behind you, and only roll your eyes when Vaprrenon appears with a "Ta-Da!" at your side. She smiles at you, despite your reaction, and helps you to your feet, waving and walking forward toward a small clearing nearby. She points, holding a finger over her lips so that you may be quiet. She moves the leaves of some bushes and you peer inside, seeing a fuzzy gray mass there. Vaprrenon moves aside so that you can better see the little creature, which you see seems to be half bird, half mammal. You glance at her for an explaination. She smiles. "This is Carringish, a carhawox. You can tell he's a boy by the wings; see the dark tips?" She pokes at the little being. He opens one eye, glances at the two of you, refolds his wings, and rolls so that his back is to you both as he goes back to sleep. "He's a lazy bum," Vaprrenon teases with a smile, turning to you. "I swear his only hobby is sleeping the day away." She grins, watching you for a moment. You wonder what on earth she's look at until you feel a brief breeze on the back of your neck, then another, and another. You slowly turn about to see behind you, and realise that the little puffs of air you had just been feeling were caused by the flapping of a small pair of wings! Vaprrenon laughs to see the look on your face as the brown carhawox lands at your feet, looking up at yor curiously, sniffing at your ankle now. "This little boy is Waltnet. Carringish is lucky this guy sticks around so often; he makes sure the sleepy guy's naps go fine and that no one comes and steals or tramples all over him. He's a handy little guard-carhawox, aren't you?" she asks, stooping down to pet the little creature's head. The little creature coos happily, loving the attention. You smile, stooping to pet the little guy's head. You are surprised at how soft his fur feels, and find the minutes melting away as you become lost in the cyberpet's beauty. After a time, which is longer than you feel it has been, you look up at Vaprrenon once more. |
![]() Name: Carringish Gender: Male Mate: x Individualized CCF Give-away
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![]() Name: Gromm Gender: Male Mate: x The EverRealm |
When you do, you are surprised to see the ishna creature holding another EverRealm carhawox. You blink, and wonder when the new little pet happened upon your group, especially without your noticing its presence. This new carhawox is a bright red, something very different from the natural tones of the first two creatures you've met thus far. "This is Gromm," Vaprrenon introduces, putting down the little cyberpet. He romps over to you happily, rubbing his head against Waltnet's neck briefly before giving you his full attention. You smile, looking down at the adorable carhawox pair. Gromm makes a cawking-like noise before jumping on your leg, taking you by such surprise that you loose your balance and fall back on your rump. This seems to only encourage the playful creature, and you soon find yourself with a red EverRealm pet climbing up to try and sit around your shoulders. Unfortunately, Gromm is a bit larger than the first two carhawoxes you've thus met and, therefore, weighs a bit more as well. Vaprrenon laughs, watching the scene. Even Waltnet seems amused with the events unfolding before him, and lays down to watch the two of you play around with each other. Gromm caws again, snuggling his fluffy cheek against yours affectionately. Your guide laughs, shaking her head. "Well, you seem to have made a good friend today, if nothing else, eh?" she asks, not seeming to notice to glare you are shooting at her at the time. "Sorry, Gromm is a bit affectionate. I...probably should have said so from the start by the looks of it!" She walks over, helping pull the carhawox off of you. You whimper slightly as she does so, as Gromm doesn't seem to want to let go of you, and he decided to express the idea in the form of digging his claws into you to hold on. |
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