04-18-2021, 01:40 PM
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The lizard was lazy. Anyone who had seen him, spoke to him would know such a thing. Speaking seemed to almost exhaust the lizard in a multitude of different ways, with words and physical stature always presenting Anthemtalon as being a couple moments away from falling asleep. It could be attributed to the cold; that despite the thaw a creature that was cold blooded would certainly not be functioning too well.
But he did function, surprisingly enough. Able to converse when he wasn't blocking up common paths with his napping body, sprawled out to absorb as much sunlight and warmth as possible. He even functioned enough to hunt, as he had a couple days ago. Stalked on out of the common places of congregation with almost, almost a sense of purpose in his gait. He'd come back with empty talons and an empty jaw, and had promptly laid down for a nap until he got yelled at to move for blocking something important.
Anthemtalon was a lazy hunter. With a slow killing bite and the ability to eat things long since rotten, it would supply reasoning to his hunting strategy. To bite prey one day, and then stalk it down once it was weakened or already dead. It led to Anthemtalon hauling back his catch from a few days ago, some sort of goat. It by no means was fresh; left to rot away for quite some time before the komodo monitor went to fetch it from where it had died. A strong sense of smell helped him hunt down what he had bitten; sure, a nap or two happened while he was tracking, but he figured it was justified!
Garbling happily, the lizard shoved the rotting meal where he'd noticed the food other's had caught to be stored. Jaws snapped a couple times; he'd already gotten his fill before bringing back the rest of the goat. He shuffled a tail length away before flopping down, mighty proud of his work if the blissful and drowsy expression was anything to go by. Laying his head against the ground, hoping to see if anyone would choose what he'd dragged in (rotting, disgusting, half-eaten goat) to eat as their meal.
But he did function, surprisingly enough. Able to converse when he wasn't blocking up common paths with his napping body, sprawled out to absorb as much sunlight and warmth as possible. He even functioned enough to hunt, as he had a couple days ago. Stalked on out of the common places of congregation with almost, almost a sense of purpose in his gait. He'd come back with empty talons and an empty jaw, and had promptly laid down for a nap until he got yelled at to move for blocking something important.
Anthemtalon was a lazy hunter. With a slow killing bite and the ability to eat things long since rotten, it would supply reasoning to his hunting strategy. To bite prey one day, and then stalk it down once it was weakened or already dead. It led to Anthemtalon hauling back his catch from a few days ago, some sort of goat. It by no means was fresh; left to rot away for quite some time before the komodo monitor went to fetch it from where it had died. A strong sense of smell helped him hunt down what he had bitten; sure, a nap or two happened while he was tracking, but he figured it was justified!
Garbling happily, the lizard shoved the rotting meal where he'd noticed the food other's had caught to be stored. Jaws snapped a couple times; he'd already gotten his fill before bringing back the rest of the goat. He shuffled a tail length away before flopping down, mighty proud of his work if the blissful and drowsy expression was anything to go by. Laying his head against the ground, hoping to see if anyone would choose what he'd dragged in (rotting, disgusting, half-eaten goat) to eat as their meal.
ANTHEMTALON [] komodo monitor [] tags
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