OPEN you could kiss a hundred boys in bars

[kole.]

Kole didn't like to admit that he thrived off praise. It made him seem weak, and of the many things he could be, weak wasn't one of them; it was something he rejected the very notion of. Nevertheless, when Meteor's voice reached his twitching ears, Kole whipped around, neck fur fluffing up with pride. Damn. Way to be obvious, Nikolai.

Without a word, Kole dropped the net containing the coconut crabs. It was tied, and the rope was too thick for them to wriggle or snip free; he was smart like that.

As for the elephant in the room, or net, in this instance... "Noticed beastie while I was out. It was doing some weird nature magic, so I figured I'd kill two birds with one stone..."

And speaking of birds, Kole nearly jumped out of his skin when Vale's shrill caw resounded from overhead. He looked up, a wry grin curling at the corners of his lips as the grotesque crow prattled on about food. Cannibals were gluttonous, that much Kole had long since discovered and come to terms with. "It hasn't done much talking since I netted it up," Kole responded dryly, looking between the beastie and the crow now perched atop Meteor's horn. "Not sure it even can, actually..."