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[sub][@ReusableSword] - [color=00a651]Naswaru, The Relentless[/color][/sub][/center]
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As Drakairós continues feasting on their kill, the rain beating softly down their scaly backs, they initially failed to realize someone watching them nearby. After all, for being virtually the apex predator of the region, standing at a staggering 20 meters tall currently, they had little competition to fear. Any nearby wolves or bears who dare to get close would be simply too intimidated to even bother continuing forward. Even a large mega-lizard wouldn't nearly be of any match against the God of Weather. They would all have to wait till the dragon finishes before they can pick off the scraps that he left behind. 

Yet no more than perhaps a minute in, they would suddenly be interrupted by a familiar voice coursing through their minds. Drakairós' spiked heads jerked up suddenly with a gurgling snarl to see who had dared to interrupt their meal, only to find that it was none other than the God they've just spoken prior to feasting. 

[b]"Well, if it isn't the Hunting God himself."[/b] Rós coarsely replied with a mildly surprised tone [b]"Fancy seeing you here."[/b]

The middle head would also rise to speak next.

[b][color=fff200]"Salutations Naswaru."[/color][/b] the most polite head responded in a calm, yet deep thundering voice, [b][color=fff200]"We simply decided in grabbing something different for lunch today. After all~"[/color][/b]

Suddenly Kai would interrupt with a loud roar of disapproval.

[b][color=f26522]"WE'RE SICK OF THOSE BLUBBERY BALEEN BALLOONS!"[/color][/b] Kai bellows loudly as chunks of meat splatter across his toothy maw, [b][color=f26522]"WE NEED VARIETY!"[/color][/b]

[b][color=fff200]"Enough."[/color][/b] the middle head coaxed as he managed to calm his chaotic head significantly before looking back at the other God, [b][color=fff200]"Eating solely Sky Whales for an entire week can definitely change one's appetite drastically. Why Kai is already feeling sick of them already."[/color][/b]

Lucky for them, Naswaru would then point them in the direction of their next meal. He noted that a huge swarm of Rognyak were overrunning the entire forest and that no more than 600 are to be slain in order to balance out their population. This was already a very tempting offer for the God Of Weather. Their thick muscular hides and rich-tasting hearty ribs are a delicacy in this part of the realm. If cooked medium-rare, the ribs would be chewy yet savory. And if they were deep-roasted and placed into a stew, the meat can simply peel right off the bones, their tasty unquestionably fit for an ever hungry god. Blubber can only get someone so far, so loaded in mere fat and oils, but Rognyak meat has much more of this solid substance. Substance that Drakairós desires on his trips to manage the weather. All three heads looked at one another for a brief second before universally smiling in agreement and cackling in utter anticipation. 

[b][color=f26522]"FINALLY! ACTUAL SUBSTANCE!"[/color][/b] roars Kai in a giddy fashion.

[b]"It's surely better than eating only whale blubber all the time"[/b] chuckles Rós nasally as he licks his toothy chops with his forked tongue, [b]"Count me present."[/b]

[b][color=fff200]"Very well."[/color][/b] Dra announces confidently as they reveal their massive golden wings, [b][color=fff200]"We accept this task wholeheartedly. Show the us the way, God of the Hunt."[/color][/b]

The Huntsman God gladly showed them the way, although not without commenting on their still sloppy, but already better, dexterity. Dra would take the criticism lightly with a deep chuckle, although it couldn't be said for the other two, who both grunted with indifference. Leaving the condor's carcass, Drakairós lifted themselves into the air with a mighty flap of their wings, following Naswaru towards their next meal. The native animals may finally feast on as much as they can before the Weather God can return to save the leftovers.