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Gardening and planting things was a bit too complex for Anthemtalon's simple lizard brain. Bound to thinking of how he could catch his next meal instead of how he could stay in one spot and grow it; although that likely could be attributed to the fact that he was a carnivore and could not, in fact, eat plant matter. Still, the mere concept of farming and planting and upkeeping plants was lost to him as many things were. Group life had been, as well, up until a short while ago. Still something to get used to, with having expectations put towards him (mostly he had come to accept that 'wow, that's one lazy lizard' seemed to be the most common) a foreign idea.
Anthem decided that he'd actually get off his rump, stop sunbathing for a second, and actually try to interact with some of the people that he would now be living alongside. A noisy walk, sauntering over with scales dragging across the ground; the komodo monitor had not the energy nor structure to even try lifting his tail up from the ground he trudged across. His eyes stare at the satchel for a lengthy moment, trying to ponder the mere concept of carrying items around in a way other than one's own maw, before deciding that would be too exhausting for his simple brain to churn over for more than a few moments.
"Sun warm," the lizard finally said, deciding that he was in fact going to resume his sunbathing and watch. Maybe the other going to a sunny spot was just ironic with the motions of putting stuff in the ground? Such would be Anthemtalon's thought process, and not a thought more was given when it was easy to say 'yup, everyone should sleep in the sun for a couple hours a day' than comprehend further. Slowly the lizard flopped back down to rest, deciding to curiously watch the methodology of seeds being put into the ground; well, as curiously as a lazy, drowsy lizard could manage.
Anthem decided that he'd actually get off his rump, stop sunbathing for a second, and actually try to interact with some of the people that he would now be living alongside. A noisy walk, sauntering over with scales dragging across the ground; the komodo monitor had not the energy nor structure to even try lifting his tail up from the ground he trudged across. His eyes stare at the satchel for a lengthy moment, trying to ponder the mere concept of carrying items around in a way other than one's own maw, before deciding that would be too exhausting for his simple brain to churn over for more than a few moments.
"Sun warm," the lizard finally said, deciding that he was in fact going to resume his sunbathing and watch. Maybe the other going to a sunny spot was just ironic with the motions of putting stuff in the ground? Such would be Anthemtalon's thought process, and not a thought more was given when it was easy to say 'yup, everyone should sleep in the sun for a couple hours a day' than comprehend further. Slowly the lizard flopped back down to rest, deciding to curiously watch the methodology of seeds being put into the ground; well, as curiously as a lazy, drowsy lizard could manage.
ANTHEMTALON [] komodo monitor [] tags
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