[center][h1][color=91cc2a]Ravi[/color][/h1][/center]
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[b]Moves:[/b]
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[*]Swagger: Confuses opponents and raises their normal attack.
[*]Wrap: Binds opponents like a constrictor and does damage while opponent is constricted. 
[*]Bite: Bitten with viciously sharp fangs. It may make the target flinch.
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[b]Health:[/b] Full
[b]Status:[/b] Well Rested
[b]Ability:[/b] (Shed Skin) May heal itself from status conditions by shedding its skin.
[b]Inventory:[/b] None
[b]Quest:[/b] Make friends and get along despite his intimidating voice and appearance.
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	Ravi looked up at the sky, as Wendy flew off faster than he could properly thank her. His tongue flicked in contemplative silence, convincing himself to keep smiling and that they’d surely meet again. Refocusing his attention on every minut detail of his companions, while politely nodding at the adults to show them he was listening. Repeating the given names in his head like a broken record until he didn’t skip a beat. [i][color=91cc2a]“Munchi, Seraph, Honey Buns, Merc.”[/color][/i]

	Then Lance’s response to Nathan crossed his racing mind soon after the introductions had finished. If true, it risked splitting the group apart before they could decide how long to stay. And his mouth might’ve been literally bigger than the rest of his team, but it remained uselessly unused. Telling himself and nobody else that it was silly to feel guilty for voicing his opinion on such an important matter. Oh, but he knew shouldn’t fret, it was just another bite-sized issue like all the others. Sure, maybe when dumped together, it was a little too much to chew on. Getting a gut sensation of being overwhelmed, as if he’d entangled his stomach in knots. [b][i]But everyone was going through the same thing right?[/i][/b] His thoughts sprinkling sugary words over his plate of insecurities to make them more palatable, but he wasn't even served the main course of concerns yet.
	
	No, that would come as they were lead into the barn. Where Seraph kindly provided them cushy seats and a cozy fire to bask in, helping him give her a warm reply in spite of sad news. [color=91cc2a]"All is forgiven. Please let me know whatever I can do to help!”[/color]

	Learning about Scraffy’s wife and the builder of the farm having gone missing for days. The freak weather had been ongoing; creating fires, floods and dwindling their supplies. The many thieves and red-eyed ghosts that threatened everyone’s safety would be the cherry on top. Toppling down to bury him with the excessive burdens weighing upon his shoulders — [i]if he had any to begin with.[/i] He gulped back the rising uneasiness in his throat and didn’t linger on the aftertaste. Any further contemplation on food would have him lose his lunch…

	The smell turned his gaze toward the liquid pour slowly into the bowl — wait, were those chunks? [b]Uurgh[/b]...it would be soon. Fortunately, unlike Nathan, he had the opposite thought. It wouldn’t be appropriate to accept their food when he hadn’t done anything to earn it. Besides he already ate...[i]bleh.[/i]

	Shifting eyes locked onto Munchi devouring his bowl in a gulp. [b]Now there’s a hard worker that needed the energy![/b] He just wanted to make friends, and what would be a better way to someone’s heart? Ravi slithered over and beamed him a grin intense as the sunshine. [color=91cc2a]“Munchi, if you’re still hungry you can have my bowl. I’m still full from my last meal.”[/color] Hopefully seen as a humble offer that practically begged for his bowl to be as empty as the radiant glow from his expression running on fumes. So that at least one thing was resolved before he fainted from exhaustion. 

	[i][color=91cc2a]"...And there's nothing wrong with getting some sleep..."[/color][/i]