[center][IMG]https://i.imgur.com/j4reGhD.png[/IMG][/center] [@Restalaan]Yang He held his head after she explained she let hers out or more importantly his hair. [color=gold]"Oh thank the gods. I was worried you were going to make me shave it."[/color] [color=gold]"No meat. Got it."[/color] That was nearly impossible to his bird of prey mentality. It got him thinking. [color=gold]"A life of detachment. No meat. No undue harm. No hair. We come from such different places. It's wonderful!"[/color] He held his cheek as a blush sprung to it. [color=gold]"You're really inspiring Yang, I mean, Sensei. I don't know if I could give up so much. Too many things that I love too much. I'd be a terrible monk."[/color] He laughed. [@Restalaan]Ditzy He figured it out that he was a boy, and he looked a quick glance at Yang, wondering if he would have to explain himself, but she was out of earshot. He looked back at the bigger hobgoblin, hands and wings going into the air. [color=gold]"You are correct sir."[/color] He said, figuring he had a pretty uncanny nose. [color=gold]"I'm down."[/color] To the invitation of playing. It might be educational. [@Stern Algorithm]Vivian and Sylvia Ozzy couldn't help but gush really. [color=gold]"Its so inspired! I wonder if maybe it can be updated a little."[/color] Wood was fine, but he's seen some really interesting contraptions in his day. [color=gold]"I've seen wheeled chairs before, people put a handle on the wheel to push them. Wonder if it'd be too heavy..."[/color] He leaned in closer, inspecting the wheel. Two females and a pot of dirt. The chipper talk about a bakery snapped him out of it. He listened in, surprised they use their own Nectar. [color=gold]"But doesnt the nectar lead-"[/color] And then the explanation. [color=gold]"Ahh, probably a good call."[/color] He grinned before Freyr came in and made it a group discussion. Honestly who could resist cookies? [@13org]Freyr The handshake meant the world to the harpy. [color=gold]"Great to meet you Freyr. I've read about your people, which was like two pages, but what's a book to the real thing am I right? It would be incredible to study them."[/color] he chuckled. [color=gold]"If they'd even let me. Thing about being secretive I guess. But the Vieran are technically a civilized culture. My parents are- Sorry I'm babbling, we can talk after dinner if you want."[/color] He was nice enough to compliment the food and Ozzy was getting some waters into cups. [color=gold]"Yeah, Sensei Yangs teaching me to kick good."[/color] He stood on one leg and had his hands and wings above his head, a mock pose of some kung fu move. Another wonderful night to end a rather... unpleasant day. But that was what family was for. And thats what it felt like. [hr] The next day. Just at Dawn. Yang wakes Ozzy up from his sleeping roll. [color=gold]"MMmm, huh?"[/color] He wasn't expecting it to be so early. He ended up outside with a single shirt and some shorts, his owl like legs much easier to see without his baggy and customized boots. He was half asleep and yawning when they began to practice. And by practice it meant run Ozzy into the ground with exercise regimes to work on muscles he never even knew he had. By the time everyone else woke up, Ozzy was already in the Guild Hall, nearly passed out on a table, his hair and feathers molted and dirt from where he took a few tumbles. [color=gold]"Everything hurts..."[/color] He grumbled. The call was made for the jobs for the day and he threw himself up, his body screaming for him to just lie down and die. He stood reading each plague, his shoulders drooping. From yesterday, he was not in any state to do any fighting. Thats what Yang was training him for. And so he became quite dismayed when most of them had some semblance or risk of danger. His distress ever present. Until... the bottom two. [color=gold]"Hey, I can identify a mysterious creature. My flying would be a great asset. I'll take [u][b]Hushabye[/b][/u]! I wont let you down today Master Bart!"[/color] He said, feeling confident again.