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fractales) wrote in shellphones2024-11-02 06:06 pm
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Type: Video
Sender ID: fractales (Professor Turo)
To: General Public
Subject: New Additions
Warnings: TBA if any pop-up
[Given the field, and edge of a forest just within sight, it could be guessed that Turo was somewhere within Cosmo Conservatory on Eltrut; sitting there in the tall grass as a bit of fog forming could also be seen. Those who remembered his plushie announcement could likely spot both familiar creatures vaguely there and- well.
A lively nest just within the hollow of a fallen tree; the eggs no longer eggs.]
I am happy to announce that there are now several hatched Cloud Hoppers, healthy, with a proud set of parents just as lively and active-
[—and that was a bark, followed by the sound of something loping in and half knocking into Turo from behind, the strange looking dog popping up with paws over his shoulders and panting. Head tipped so one eye was on the shellphone and the light indicating the camera was on. A bright set of feathers behind those ears bobbing a little with all of the movement.]
-and I suppose my new friend wishes to introduce herself. Has anyone here happened to have see a dog like this before?
[As said dog deliberately flopped right into his lap, tail wagging; something perhaps a little odd in how one eye remained focused sharply still on the shellphone.]
A pack of them seem to have been exploring the sanctuary grounds, peacefully at least. She is the only one to have broken off from them. I must admit that some of their markings remind me of a creature from my home region.
[...was— did the dog just huff out a small curl of fire?]
Sender ID: fractales (Professor Turo)
To: General Public
Subject: New Additions
Warnings: TBA if any pop-up
[Given the field, and edge of a forest just within sight, it could be guessed that Turo was somewhere within Cosmo Conservatory on Eltrut; sitting there in the tall grass as a bit of fog forming could also be seen. Those who remembered his plushie announcement could likely spot both familiar creatures vaguely there and- well.
A lively nest just within the hollow of a fallen tree; the eggs no longer eggs.]
I am happy to announce that there are now several hatched Cloud Hoppers, healthy, with a proud set of parents just as lively and active-
[—and that was a bark, followed by the sound of something loping in and half knocking into Turo from behind, the strange looking dog popping up with paws over his shoulders and panting. Head tipped so one eye was on the shellphone and the light indicating the camera was on. A bright set of feathers behind those ears bobbing a little with all of the movement.]
-and I suppose my new friend wishes to introduce herself. Has anyone here happened to have see a dog like this before?
[As said dog deliberately flopped right into his lap, tail wagging; something perhaps a little odd in how one eye remained focused sharply still on the shellphone.]
A pack of them seem to have been exploring the sanctuary grounds, peacefully at least. She is the only one to have broken off from them. I must admit that some of their markings remind me of a creature from my home region.
[...was— did the dog just huff out a small curl of fire?]
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That gaze moved to the hand and lingered for what felt like minutes, but were more seconds, before the dog now known as Mariposa tipped her head so a warm snout bumped against the palm of Chris's hand.]
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Be nice if they stayed.
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Be able to tell if anything changed.]
It would, honestly. I imagine that those who have volunteered to act as guards of this sanctuary could enjoy the company, and extra senses.
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(Have some ear scritches, Mariposa.)
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[Especially for various notes and the like of the animals in the sanctuary, to further help those perhaps curious about what was there.
Oh, those good scritches.]
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(Look at them, petting the dog. If Turo didn't know that dogs are Sidestep magnets before, it's probably obvious now.)
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[All the better to identify a pack of Xolos, or a single Xolos. Still, better to see Chris seeming content with the moment- and Mariposa as well. Some bit of a peaceful moment.]
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(If they weren't a part of Ganon's crew, Chris would consider adopting a dog. Not that they think Ganon would necessarily hurt a dog, provided said dog was useful and well trained, but having a dog that people know belongs to Chris show up on Ganon's ship would be a pretty big clue to Puppetmaster's identity.
They see if they can pick up any petting preferences from Mariposa's thoughts.)
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[The Xolos would be absorbing those into their pack- but something would help keep them calm. They would all prosper here. Peace would be kept-
Mari actually tilted her head so fingers would go near the feathers near ears, those also oddly soft the the 'decoration' that seemed to be holding them in was velvety soft, like what would cover antlers that had just grown in. Right there- and while it wouldn't shed it made it clear those were made of bone underneath.]
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(Might be worth the suspicion from Ganon if it means they get to see dogs.
They start scratching at Mariposa’s head adornments.)
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[The company would likely be good for them as it would be for the dogs as well.
Mariposa practically melted then, that tail thumping to help show content.]
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(They probably won't do it. Paranoid android gotta deny themself too much pleasure lest it got taken away from them. Again.
They'll keep petting Mariposa though. Now they're using both hands to hive her the exact scritches she wants.)
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[Mariposa was the most content possible, that lazy tailwag, completely relaxed into the attention-
Even if there was still that part that remained on guard, simply ever watching and aware of the environment around them.]
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They'll let themself sink into the happy dog mind. Roll around in her happy dog thoughts.
She sure is focused on guarding, huh?)
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Even with that sort of focus, there was a relaxed take to it. Ready to move if needed, but otherwise Mariposa was happy, and there was a comforting warmth she exuded; perhaps due to the fire she was able to call.
She was right where she wanted to be.]