{Dohr}

DOHR

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Mental: Exhausted |Physical: 70%

[SNAPPY BOI]

By Raz

10.07.19
Met again his new little hunter friend, a meeting that quickly led to a snap decision on Dohr's part after getting a strong whiff of his odor. He grabbed the little creature up in his jaws and promptly carted him fighting and screaming to the pond where he dunked him repeatedly and unceremoniously until he had washed him mostly clean.
This...led to rather extreme displeasure on the little hunter's end and the discovery of his name! Repodus. A nice name he had thought even as he tried to comfort the very unhappy owner of it. Who made a deal with him to not dunk the little hunter again and he could have more of the precious food!
Agreed immediately and was led on another, very long, tiring, circuitous route through the trees to more rocks where Repodus vanished again beneath the stone and brought him a delicious, wonderful dead thing! A bird! Leading to thoughts of flight, which Dohr offered to toss the hunter into the air if he really wanted to fly. A thing that was, very reasonably, shut down immediately.
But with belly full and adventures ended before they began, Dohr settled down to nap off his meal. Only slightly noticing Repodus making a bed of his back.

10.06.19
[Night]
Had wandered back to his muddy wallow, settling in for the night when he spotted it, a shiny purple glow across the pond. He could not resist seeing just what such a pretty glow was.
Slipped from the mud and made his way slowly around the pond until he came up behind the most perfect, tiny, glowing thing he had ever seen![Noite] He couldn't help a little bit of creeping, slipping up to her, not very quietly, for just a small taste of that glow.
She of course spotted him, but not before he nipped off one of the glows and he got tiny hooves to his face, completely deserved of course.
After that, the chase was on! And on...and on, and he's wheezing, stumbling after the tiny spark of light, round and round the great oak and off into the trees, slowing steadily until he was left wearily plodding after with a few more hits from sharp hooves to show for his efforts.
He was left gasping, gazing after the agitated shiny, with her angry stomps and pretty flickering tail... Oh he had to have that! With one last burst of strength he went for it, only getting a nip before she was gone. He flopped down on his side in a patch of purple flowers, wheezing like a dying engine, before letting the glow he had taken roll off his tongue, nosed it into his field of view and gave up with a sigh.
So worth it.

[Morning]
Was simply enjoying a wallow in his favorite mudhole when something new, but not quite, made itself known. Another toothy faced long tailed thing![Repodus] It was smaller than the first he had met, the one that had screamed and wouldn't let him nip her tail.
This one seemed just as unhappy about tail nipping as the first and upon the first taste, he was unhappy too. The little creature was foul and he had to guzzle more water than necessary to clear the taste.
This led to much chatter, mostly the small untasty creature's, and a new, but confusing name. He had no idea what a 'dolphin wretch' was, but also didn't know enough to disagree with it. Somehow this got him an invitation to food, something he was quick to agree to and was led off on a twisting path to a bunch of large stones and masses of wondrous, WONDROUS food!! Almost more than he could eat! Almost.
Through all of this, his new friend, now dubbed little hunter, kept up a running commentary on something about packs, attacks, killers and a wide array of not so good sounding things. He has a feeling he will have to watch his new friend very closely, can't have anything happening to him!

10.03.19
HUUUUUUUNGRY!
Rolled around in the mud of the pond for a bit before digging up a few reeds to eat. They were foul, horrible things but sated some of his hunger. But only a little.
Lay in a bored doze in the mud, willing to simply nap in the sun until his stomach settled when he heard footsteps nearby. For one brief moment, was hopeful for some foolish fawn or literally anything to traipse up to him. Instead, he was greeted with something wildly out of his experience.[Fari] She was small, pale but marked in black and wondrous red. Her face was long and filled with teeth, like his!
He was instantly up and all too happy to meet the smaller creature, who promptly climbed a tree to escape his enthusiasm and taunted him heavily. Wasn't sure how to take this as knocking the tree about didn't bring her down.
She did eventually come down on her own which lead to a short but painfully effective lesson on good manners and keeping his mouth to himself. Which...he'll try to be good about.
An offer of food was then made and he felt an excitement that surpassed meeting this new and wonderful female, following merrily at her heels to this 'den'.

He liked her already!

00.00.00

10.14.13
Gave the pond grass another try, spat it out and decided to go elsewhere for a meal. Wandered by a few sleepers and considered what the effects of trying to consume them would be before finding his way to the blue bowl. Gorged himself on the blueberries and almost immediately regretted his decision. Made his way to the ruins with an uncomfortably full and angry belly.
Wedged himself into a cool space between a column and a wall to try and sleep off his discomfort. Only managed a fitful nap before awakening to the feeling of being watched. But only a small white deer[Smiling Jack] lay before him, apparently more successful at dozing than he. Was this the watcher that had awoken him? Well, he wasn't watching now...
Felt the need to be petty in his irritable state and realizing the little deer wasn't exactly paying attention, scooted close enough to bury most of the smaller fellow under his bulk and was quite pleased with himself until the stag squirmed free, seemingly caused a bright flash of light and cast some strange net-like mask on his face. Out of confusion tried to fling the mess off only to be startled by another light and the others coat changing color before his very eyes. This must have been some sort of test as the deer only bowed and ran off.
Stood, thoroughly flummoxed at this series of events before finally scraping the offending mask off and going elsewhere for his nap. Maybe somewhere a bit more hospitable.

10.13.13
Nothing. Did absolutely not one thing but lay under a tree and feel sorry for himself.

10.9.13
Starving. Has seen multiple sleeping fawns and feels as though they are mocking him now. All of them had groups of adults nearby and in his weakened state does not feel up to the fight that would be sure to follow a fawn attack. Is running out of frogs and the fish are getting smarter. Ate a miserable few mouthfuls of cattail grasses and flopped grumpily under a willow.

10.5.13
Leg is feeling considerably better after a few more hours rest. Wandered for a bit until the rumbling of an empty stomach led him to the pond and a few frogs which did little to sate his hunger. Meandered off from there to look for larger game only to find most in groups. Not feeling up to trying his luck settled into a spot of sunlight until better opportunities presented themselves.

10.3.13
Lazed about in the tall grass of the birch forest until he got up the nerve to head for the pond and soak his sore leg. Spent much of his time dozing beneath the bridge, quite content. Eventually climbed out and wandered to the ruins to sleep. A lazy day really, though he'll have to hope the soreness in his leg fades soon, hunger is starting to make itself known.

10.2.13
Leg throbbing, utterly exhausted. Has no idea where the two skull faces[Umay/North?] came from or why they seemed determined to corner and chase him, but certainly wasn't up for their sort of game. Found himself run through most of the old forest and had to take to water numerous times to rest and cool the burning pain of his foreleg. Isn't certain why they ended their game, but is glad of the respite. Resting now in the tall grasses of the birchwood, pondering the possibilities if he could get one of them alone. [lol, thanks for the run. Was quite fun. ^_^]

9.30.13
Lazed about before taking an impromptu trip around the forest only to spot a small rabbit sitting all alone and apparently sleeping. Pondered stalking the tempting morsel until a long faced deer [Poseidon?]arrived and give him a bit of a startle. Circled around until the deer wandered farther off and went for the rabbit again, only to have yet another deer appear, albeit a smaller one that did an excellent job of distracting the first, but in the end the attention was more than he cared for. Made his way back to the graveyard to scrounge in peace, which didn't last as the Long Faced deer made a return appearance. Wasn't certain of the fellows intentions so took to quite a strange game of cat and mouse. It ended on a what we'll claim to be a draw and have nothing whatsoever to do with him being worn out. [It was nice to interact with you stranger. I haven't had that much fun stumbling around on TEF in a while. ^_^]

Info

Name | Dohr
Picto | oOo
Gender | Male
Age | Unknown
Orientation | Questionable
Species | Unknown
Size | #5
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-Suffers lameness in left front leg from a poorly healed break.
-Lacks the ability to hunt well, prefers to draw potential prey to him.
-Carnivorous/Scavenger, mostly Scavenger.
-Large or not, he is a bit of a coward.
-More or less a bully when he thinks he can get away with it.
-Such a big, stupid boy.
-Uses his mouth for everything, from seeing if something is food to testing a texture.
-Capable of parthenogenesis.
-Can lay jelly like eggs[think frog eggs], they require water to survive, never get to, he often eats them.

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