| Kytoril has learned to survive in the wilderness all by himself, and can even communicate with the animals. However, talking to other Creatchis is a bit beyond him. He's really shy, and would much rather hide in the Jungle Terrarium than risk having to speak to others. When you get to know him, though, he can be quite nice, if quiet. Kytoril makes a quiet humming noise. |
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Kytoril looks up at his hair, startled. "Ung flabber?" He isn't really sure what happened either. Maybe he got powder in his hair? He runs one claw through his hair, then shrugs.
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Hircine looks at Kytoril carefully and notices the grey hair. He points at his head and asks: "What?" He still doesn't know how to speak full sentences, he is a baby after all.
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He's senile already? It just seems to happen so quickly.
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Kytoril decides that this creatchi is probably harmless. He points one of his claws at himself and states, "Kytoril." Then, he points at the other Grendelchi and asks, "Beh?"
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Orange Juice tilts his head to the side. "Graaaah." He doesn't appear to understand. He carefully sits down in front of Kytoril and stares a bit.
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Kytoril sees the orange Grendelchi, but doesn't recognize him. "Beh grah?" he asks. (this translates roughly to "Who are you?" ) He watches carefully, making sure that he has room to maneuver, in case of a hostile reaction.
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Orange Juice stumbles over to Kytoril. Apparently Kytoril is his nephew! How is that possible? He's so tall!
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Kytoril is nervous about having to talk to a Creatchi for the first time, but he knows that his father won't hurt him, so he cautiously goes to his father. He accepts the teddy bear, and hugs Kichulchoi, realizing that this might be his last chance to do so.
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On his last day, Kichulkoi also visits his oldest son, and offers a nice big cuddly toy, in case there's ever that moment in need of it
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Thank you for the apples, guys!
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