04-19-2021, 08:59 PM
Ah, hells. Didn't the creature know that what he brought back wasn't suitable for the rest of them? Well, the answer to that question was obviously no, but Arvid couldn't help feeling frustrated. Rotten food could easily lead to diseases and pests that could end up ruining the rest of the food. It wouldn't be an instantaneous effect, obviously, but still, having it around wasn't a good idea. Anthemtalon was more than welcome to eat it himself, considering the digestive system of a komodo could handle such a thing – but it was best not to offer such a thing to the rest of them. As he moved over with a bit of a grimace on his face, Arvid shook his head from side to side, "We... we can't eat that, Anthemtalon. Our digestive systems aren't able to handle something so rotten and full of... ah." It occurred to him, rather quickly, that Anthem wouldn't be able to understand him if he continued on with a scientific explanation. The other was rather simple, and more than likely if Arvid made his explanation too overly complicated, Anthem would probably just continue on his quest to try and share. Just looking at the slowly rotting goat caused a shiver to run down the dire wolf's spine, the male not even liking being close to it. He'd never think about eating such a thing.
Knowing that he needed to dumb it down a bit, Arvid sat silently for a moment, evidently thinking. Eventually he spoke up once more, although his tone was softer, and his words came out more slowly, "We can't eat that, Anthem. If we eat that? We'll end up getting sick." He pointed his paw towards the rotting body, actively trying to stop himself from moving away. He then moved on, sighing, "Us and you? We're not the same. You can eat that, but we can't. So thank you, but you'll have to keep that to yourself... okay?" Hopefully that was simple enough for the lazy lizard to understand and process. He didn't want Aphra to end up blowing up at Anthemtalon even further, so this seemed like the most diplomatic way to go about things. Just tell Anthem what was wrong, and then hopefully the rotting goat would be scared down by the other, and none of the rest of them would have to worry about it. No other prey getting ruined, and nobody getting violently sick because they decided to take his offering. Win win, right?
Knowing that he needed to dumb it down a bit, Arvid sat silently for a moment, evidently thinking. Eventually he spoke up once more, although his tone was softer, and his words came out more slowly, "We can't eat that, Anthem. If we eat that? We'll end up getting sick." He pointed his paw towards the rotting body, actively trying to stop himself from moving away. He then moved on, sighing, "Us and you? We're not the same. You can eat that, but we can't. So thank you, but you'll have to keep that to yourself... okay?" Hopefully that was simple enough for the lazy lizard to understand and process. He didn't want Aphra to end up blowing up at Anthemtalon even further, so this seemed like the most diplomatic way to go about things. Just tell Anthem what was wrong, and then hopefully the rotting goat would be scared down by the other, and none of the rest of them would have to worry about it. No other prey getting ruined, and nobody getting violently sick because they decided to take his offering. Win win, right?
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