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Post by Skylos on Aug 13, 2020 20:56:29 GMT -6
Lisan Milkiun Level 10 | Loyalty 1 Stern, calm, snooty Stats: Stamina: 7 Strength: 5 Resistance: 2 Dexterity: 6 Mentality: 0 Special Abilities: Plains-Runner, Endurance Moves: Dash, Kick to train: ds, h, k, d, s?
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Post by Skylos on Aug 13, 2020 22:54:03 GMT -6
Ridelys knew that sarane were tall beasts. At least a head taller then she. That most of what she 'owned' was quite large. But this creature, was taller then Caiman. Rivaling Xylophone in the height catagory, but this was legs and neck. The baakir browsed the tree in the training area, her head weaving back and forth. Nothing even good. Grumbling openly, the giant tall creature tried several different view angles. Snorting in distate at the lack of choice. Ridelys had been given the baakir, already owned by the branded mark on her hind haunch. An unusual mark even. The person who had handed over the beast's had been having issues with figuring out how to train something so big. "And you expect me to know how to handle something so tall? SO big?" Apparently her drake's reputation of being a veteran fighter had preceded her. "Well... how do you even intend to enter... this?" gesturing at the beast. Well, she seemed to like to sideswipe you as you walked past close... was that a start? kick 1 1
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 5:30:53 GMT -6
Training a creature to kick something else by kicking at her wasn't exactly Ridelys' idea of how it worked. That, ad it was literally down to the wire. Either the kicking wonder went in or didn't. If she had anything to say about it, (and didn't, there was a language barrier), this was sending a very large sheep to slaughter. The baakir looked down at her with distain; like she had every reason to be elseplace, and the retreating back of the short one with a tail wasn't helping. Oh, this again. She bowed her head closer to get a look at this other twoleg. Sniff sniff. "Kick me." Ridelys deadpanned. "Uh... yeah. Do that." The giraffe knockoff's frills wuffled as she sniffed her head. Burnt smelling. An alarmed noise came from the beast as she kicked out and the theron worked to get out of the way. Not her fault on the reasoning that she'd been out at night with campfires and the smell clung, now matter how many showers. "Uh, good job." THis was going to take a w hile. kick 2
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 10:07:10 GMT -6
The last thing she wanted to teach the giraffe knockoff was to be kicking people. Wouldn't be smart, and what not. Ridelys hadn't ever taught something to kick on command. Claws? yes. bites? ...maybe. anything else besides kicking? potentially. So it was scratching/clawing/rending for hooves. It made more sense for her to be trying to attack a beast instead of her. Hm... but what would stand up to the abuse a giraffe patterned baakir could dish out? (<- npc, not owned) A thundergug. This wasn't the same as OGG, but in the same herd, same pen, and same bad temper. Maybe his mate? Meet MOGG, Mate Of Grandpa Gug. Mogg wasn't a patient cow gug. She frequently harassed the farmer for their lateness on feeding time. The herd wasn't interested in meeting her in horn to horn combat, and her mate, OGG, could be comparable to a couch with spikes. Think of an old, cranky, married couple. So when a baakir came into the area, those limby beasts with long necks and skinny bodies, Mogg moorared at them. Who are you? What are you! Lisan, the baakir glanced at the fire-headed humanoid. She clearly had nothing inside that head. "Go kick the gug." she pointed at the beast. Taking her hoof in hand and pretending to kick the gug. ...really. kick 3
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 10:31:12 GMT -6
The gug had a lot of spikes. Lisan angled her head at the giant green beast. It didn't stand taller then her hump though. Snorting an exhale, she marched up to the gug, and glowered down at her. "Kick her, Lisan!" The command totally flew over the beast's head, as she wasn't entirely familiar with a stranger speaking the sound the previous people of two legs called her. It wasn't a kick, but she planted her hoof down on the gug's foot, then kicked it with the other. Just a tap really. Mooroar! Mogg pulled away from the intruder beast, tossing her head and getting very unhappy. It barely hurt to be tapped in the wristcaps, but having her foot flattened was NOT. She made lots of noise and threw her head around. Lisan, being a relatively tall beast, backed off as she tried to avoid the angry forehead spike that could probably lance her open from across. "Good job Lisan! Defend yourself. Kick her again!" Ridelys told her, trying to get the idea of 'battle' across without touching the baakir much. It wasn't a kick of power, but the baakir kicked as a defense to avoid getting a gouging. Wasnt' going to do her much good on attacking if she didn't connect though. kick 4
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 11:39:04 GMT -6
The longneck kicked out at the gug, still so lukewarm and really not trying at all. And again. Coaxed on by the human. The human is crazy! Mogg realized. The human seemed to be telling the long necked beast to attack! Why! Why is the human telling attack Mogg!? Gugs are relatively simple though, and don't dwell on the thought long at all. Did this longneck believe Mogg wasn't a threat? Or was she playing with Mogg? Gugs are dangerous! She stood back, and threw her head back. Why we fight?! The result was a called noise of the human, and the longneck reared. Smack. The hoof made a sharp contact with the gug's snout. Moorawr! "Good Lisan!" Ridelys called. The two beasts paused in what they were doing. Wait a minute. Normally they wouldn't even recognize each other. Gug and baakir exchanged a glowering glance. It was HER who had spurned this conflict. A truce? A truce. For a slightly chaotic measure, Lisan gave the truced gug a sideswiping kick for good measure. Tall wins. Ridelys had to get her butt out of there to avoid getting mauled by an angry giraffe and triceratops. "You're getting a kick out of this, aren't you." Ridelys complained, later on clinging to a tree branch high in the air. Lisan with an air of smug taking bits of her trousers off because SHE could reach, and the gug ws prowling around at the bottom of the tree. kick 5
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 12:08:54 GMT -6
Oh thank the gods she found nearly ripe apples in this tree. Because tossing one down distracted the thundergug and caught Lisan's attention so she could shimmy down the branch a bit and get a better grip of her sloth hold. The baakir watched the bulky beast trundle across, pursuing the food and looked back to see an apple, not quite ripe enough for humanoid consumption, being held before her big soft nose. "I'll give this to you if you let me down...?" The baakir looked from the apple, back to her, to the apple... back at her... Her tail flicked, her ears flicked, and the fins on the edges of her jaw seemed to flare briefly before seeming to be interested in the apple. Carefully, Ridelys opened her hand up, and the apple disappeared. "Good girl. Let me down now..." she muttered softly. Lisan bit down on the apple, breaking the harder skin with her sharp teeth. "Good girl. Very good Lisan." The baakir didn't let her sight off the crazy redhead humanoid until she made a beeline for getting out of the pasture. Death by thundergug would not be smart, especially while trespassing. But if she was going to be able to kick the opponent, dodging it would be just as important. Dash 1
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 16:29:16 GMT -6
Well, that backfired in the end. Not many beasts would be a threat to the big tall baakir, so she didn't seem terribly afraid of the thundergug, big and intimdating as they were. Guess that was a good thing? What would even scare this one? No no, bothering with being scared and not scared took too much time. How about avoiding things she could see. Thankfully Lisan's kicking party with the thundergug, showed very little fear. How to get her to move out of harms way though. Being fearless in the face of a carnivore.... or just impassive. Ideas spurned. Ridelys led the baakir to the edge of the enclosure near the tree, and had a small handful of items squirreled away, small things, not dangerous things. Tossing a few small rocks in the baakir's direction. She hadn't quite finished the apple and paused when the rocks hit her. Like a small river stone, nothing that could hurt her. "Uh, you need to move out of the way when someone comes after you, Lisan." she told the baakir, who only crushed the apple chunks with little interest. She glanced down at the rocks scattering around her hooves, then up at the humannoid. From the rocks, to the tieoff. Oh... Dash 2
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 16:36:10 GMT -6
"Stupid me. Tie you down when I want you to actually move about." Ridelys grumbled to herself as she undid the knot holding the baakir to the fence and let the rope lead fall to hang limp, like a dead vine. "Okay, you need to get out of the way when I throw it at you." If there ever was a stupid enough person to attempt to show herself throwing something and dashing out of the way to a pet, this was Ridelys rihgt now. Tossing the rock up in the air, and as it fell back down, scooted out of the way to avoid impact. She showed the baakir a few more times, with another shaped rock, a stick, and half a rotten apple. Flicking the sticky bad fruit chunks off her hands, she turned back to the baakir, who seemed to be watching the comedy show with the air of... seeing the jester do the same joke for a week. Not amused. "Think fast!" she called, and threw a stick at the giraffe knockoff. It bounced off her hide and fell to the ground. Glancing down at it, then looking up at her again. Really. "Think fast Lisan!" She didn't react to a rock or to another stick either... But then Ridelys remembered she had a few squishy sponge balls. They smelled about as bad as old fruits. dash 3
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 16:43:51 GMT -6
"Maybe I'm going about this the wrong way..." she talked to herself a lot in her flappy flat mouth sounds, Lisan noted. This crazy one. Didn't understand a word except for the vaguely familiar noise that got her attention, if only briefly. "You're not moving out of the way of projectiles. What about if something came at you like it was trying to attack?" She taught Dune and Caiman to dash away from her with playing tag. Perhaps that was the right way to do so. Baakir were well suited to their 'designation' of being foreign pack animals; of doing long treks with less breaks in between. Naturally endurant. "Think fast Lisan!" Doing a very bad rendition of being a sarane, she flapped her arms and ran at the giraffe knockoff. Screeching. She was nearly on top of the baakir when she backed off to the side, mildly alarmed, or just confused. More confused. "Good Lisan!" she called, and produced another unripe apple. Wait, why was she being praised for running away. Especially when the humanoid called out and started acting like they were going mad and running right at them. "Think fast!" It was less of a dashing, and more of a skirting aside. However, to Ridelys, this was progress in the right direction. Because not everything was going to run right at you. However, she possessed less of a pouncing method. The skirting aside, the scooting aside, was only side to side, where she could see everything. Right? dash 4
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 16:54:05 GMT -6
So what Ridelys learned was that a loud shrieky beast coming at her head on made the baakir more of interest to move out of the way. Shrieking repeatedly like that, would wear out her voice right quick. But the sake of progress required sacrifices. she started shrieking when tossing objects at the baakir too. Calling out for her to "think fast", before making a shrieking noise and throwing the sponge ball. On first taste of the strange applelike object, the baakir spat it out and 'maaaah'd angrily at being tricked. How disgusting! Bad apples don't taste that bad! For more of hearing the shrieking ball coming now, she moved out of Ridelys' targeting range, usually left to right. But never backwards. Once she had gotten tired of being tossed at, the giraffe stepped on the sponge ball, which gave a 'offfph' noise of deflation and shook her spined head at the theron, displaying her frills and pawing the dirt. She was tired of this. And tired of her! The next moment, Ridelys found herself, yet again, up a tree, trying to avoid having her trousers any furtherly ruined by irritated baakir. Showering the giraffe with sticks and such when rustling the branches. "Think fast!" wasn't going back and forth, but she had backed off when the tree started screaming and raining at once. And an apple rolled out of the tree, breaking rihgt in half. Was that the right idea? Dash 5
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 17:07:46 GMT -6
The last thing she had in mind to teach the baakir was to unnerve the opponent in mind. There was no time to convince the baakir to run around blind folded to start figuring out the world of the blind and avoid attacks THAT WAY, so instead, a confusion tactic made sense. Besides, those frills were larger when displayed. and quite colorful too. So the idea, once Lisan finally got tired and wandered to another tree for a snack, Ridelys chose to take the baakir out of the heat and back into someplace cooler. Giving her some water and letting the big animal cool off. For the summertime, a large popup tent, big enough to accomodate a few medium size and one or two larger sized animals was there as a cooling point. Made of white fabric to repel heat, she led Lisan to the water trough. Carefully, she lowered her head, already scraping those spines on her face on the roof once or twice, and drank deeply. Her head was at the point of reaching the frills now. "spook." she told the baakir without much warning, and carefully opened her frill up till it was fully displayed. THe baakir froze at the contact. Glancing back at her. surprise! 1
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 17:15:44 GMT -6
"very good Lisan." this humanoid had a very strange notion of 'good'. the baakir exhaled grumpy bubbles before finishing drinking her fill. Ridelys noticed the giraffe had a very long, very purple tongue, as she licked droplets of water off her dripping muzzle. Only being this tired did she allow being towed to the beds of straw, where the baakir chose to settle down. Stetching out her long legs and easing her bulk down to a comfortable, much less weighted position. Aaaah. "You're a very patient girl, Lisan." she murmured, carefully reaching out and stroking the short fine fur that covered the long neck. "I wonder what your owner will train you to do in the future." A low rumbling hum came from the beast. She didn't mind the quieter sounds. But the reaching up and messing with her frills wasn't appreciated. "Spook!" she repeated, drawing the little frills up to display again. "Can you do that Lisan? Spook someone? Something?" Oh, how she wanted to spit on this stupid humannoid. surprise! 2
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 17:20:45 GMT -6
The frills didn't fold in on themselves when Ridelsy chose to let go, and she patted the long neck with quiet praise. Her apple stash wasn't going to last forever, and when that ended, so did the training. Because there was no apple carts nearby. "Good spook Lisan." she told the beast. Then backed off. Started ambling strangely, like acting the four legged beast variety. "spook!" she repeated, before making a quiet shriek noise. Someting nearby mooed in surprise. But Lisan's ears flicked back in annoyance briefly... before flaring her colorful frills at her. It ws a mocking gesture, and half assed. But the humanoid seemed happy, mocking up being afraid of it, then coming up two legged and giving her praise. "Good spook. It won't be 'just' like that but you've got the idea at least." The baakir took her praise before choosing to take a short nap. It was hot, and she was tired of listening to all this squawking and shireking. surprise! 3
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Post by Skylos on Aug 17, 2020 17:25:26 GMT -6
For the trainers, there was water and a small box of snacks. And apples. Well now. Forgoing the rest of the snacks, Ridelys chose a few extra apples and some water for herself while she relaxed in the shade, occasionally glancing at her charge to watch the big animal sleep. She had once tried to have a baakir when they were young, but the excess of space needed to keep them happy wasn't something the kennel could manage. and for such a big tall creature. Granted, wiurn were much bigger, and she had one of those. but he never went outside. It was near evening before the baakir woke up, and found Ridelys in her face. "Spook?" she asked the strange noise sound. Unused to being in the face when woken up, the baakir's frills popped open and she reared her neck back in mild surprise. "Good girl Lisan!" Oh. Just you. She snorted heavily at the humanoid, blowing her hair back. Did she really have to be in her face like that? surprise! 4
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