don't tell me i needed this - joiner

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px; border-bottom: 5px #DADE11 solid; padding-bottom: 5px; color: black;"]Tanteri hadn't been expecting for the small creature to flee from his presence. The pterosaur was used to being small- he was small for a pteranodon, after all. To see such a small creature hiding underneath another smaller creature, well, it did befuddle him. He was not used to being the terrifying monster. It was such a strange thing. Tanteri was not sure if he liked that sort of idea. It was a powerful notion, to be deemed scary enough to send smaller creatures fleeing by his mere presence.

"I'm not loud," he scoffed. His tone didn't lessen, it remained as loud and as shrill as it always was. His tone was a shriek, a scream, it never quieted down. "And no, no, I don't bite." Tanteri was debated to mention that such wasn't something he could physically manage. He pecked, he didn't bite. His expression grew thoughtful, turning over such a concept. Sure, he could bite, but his jaws were not strengthened for such a task. His beak clicked rapidly together to accompany a flick of his tail. A tilt of his constantly moving head followed.

He wanted to offer to fly off and search for the small kitten's mother. That would be the nice thing to do, yes? He refrained. He didn't know what this kitten's mother even looked like. Besides. Celeste had already offered to do such a thing, and who was he to intrude on the self assigned tasks of another person. His weight shifted, and he shuffled on his wings to a more comfortable standing position. Then the pterosaur reminded himself, she had said 'we', right? Was that referring to the two that were always within a duo, or the group as a whole. "I could help look," Tanteri elected to offer, his head swiftly tilting in the opposite direction, "after she's made safe at camp, of course."

TAGS 8/15/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Tanteri
✧ physically medium, mentally medium
✧ cis male| he/him
✧ the typhoon

APPEARANCE.
✧ pteranodon {ref1}! | health: 100%
— a dull grey pteranodon with a blue crest, which has a jagged cut in the front-center. He has a reddish brown stripe that goes down his spine and jags out in triangles onto his shoulders. His beak is yellow, but turns blue as it goes closer to his face. His wings are a deeper grey, with blue dots surrounding the section that connects the webbing to his torso. He has three talons on each wing which are used for picking up objects and slashing. His feet are small and connected to his wings by his ankles. His tail is long and mutated. Six prongs stick off of the tail, with the same dark grey webbing as his wings connecting them. These prongs have spikes on the end. The webbing on his tail also has navy blue dots where the webbing connects to his tail. His eyes are a light blue, with a deeper blue pupil.

PERSONALITY.
✧ loyal, hardworking, self-efficient, group-hunter
✧ sensitive, cautious, inquisitive
✧ loud and noisy, self preservationist, survival based, easily angered

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ markoa x tokak| npc x npc [first gen]
✧ upoa
✧ polyromantic demisexual | looking

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically medium | mentally medium | mutated tail | beak and talons are preferred fighting methods
✧ hard provoke | will kill
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions in bolded #68D3A4 | attack in #900C3F | mention [member=7490]Tanteri[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ his crest wound came from a crash landing- Tanteri would like for everyone to think that he had gained such in a fight.