That was the break Morgan was looking for, even though they hated the idea of having to continuously break his bones... Even though it was more of an annoyance to Waar than any actual pain, from what Morgan could tell. Morgan gave a quick sigh, and then immediately repeated the action, and gave the command again. The sickly crunching of the bone was enough to make Morgan feel sick, but it had to be done. Thank goodness for rubber boot soles. Waar waited for the command, and then 'fixed' the bone; forcing the skin around it to move in a fairly grotesque way. Whenever it was done, Morgan gave him a treat.
The whole situation was super sickening, but the repetition was absolutely required to make sure that he 'got' this. They repeated this and repeated this, action, command, reaction, treat, until Morgan was satisfied that the command was understood by the hulking sarane.
By the time Morgan felt like they were adequately done with the bone-shifting behavior, Their left boot sole was slightly more smooth than the right one (that was going to bother them, they were gonna have to smooth down the other one too now, or pick up new ones) and Morgan was pretty sure that if they heard another bone crack anytime soon that they were going to be ill. However, the last thing that they were going to do today (especially since the sun was now nearly touching the horizon) had nothing to do with that... Thankfully. Hopefully he wouldn't hurt himself trying to learn to fly, anyway. Morgan knew from their research that sarane drakes were 'run off' by their fathers, and often learned to fly, literally on the fly. As in, toss their-selves off of a cliff and hope for the best. So Morgan wasn't worried about it taking very long to teach this.
Morgan called for the sarane to follow them, and then walked up to the nearest large hill. This might not work all that well; but it was what they had, and it would have to do. The sarane ambled up the hillock after Morgan, and it took him quite a bit more time. Yeah, they were going to have to hit the training gym to alleviate this issue for certain; he couldn't be this much slower than other sarane at least. Morgan was going to use a whistled command for this one; a windlike whistle. They still had the whistle in their mouth, since one of their hands was covered in a meat-covered glove. Morgan figured that they could work on flight now; and if they had time, work on the landing thing.
Morgan used a stick to lift up Waar's wings, and then gave the command whistle. At this, Morgan took off running down the hill.
Perhaps out of instinct not to try to leave Morgan's side, Waar went to chase Morgan down the hillock; but he didn't lower his wings when he did so. They caught air and spilled a bit, dragging him back and nearly lifting his knuckles off of the ground. Waar's eyes opened quite broadly; but he hadn't quite gotten it yet. Once at the bottom of the hillock, Morgan began the ascent back to the top of it without treating Waar. Waar hadn't flown, obviously. Morgan made sure to raise both of his wings back up with the stick again. Now back at the top of the hillock, the pair looked at eachother for a moment before Morgan gave the command again. This time, Waar kinda had an idea of what was going on; he needed to run back down the hill again, right?
Waar went to take off running down the hillock again, wings raised; and this time when the air caught in them he instinctively flapped them.
At that, that first flap, Waar decided that he REALLY liked that. Morgan watched as he just kind of flipped his head up; looked at the sky as if he belonged there, and flapped a few more times more strongly; lifting slightly into the air. He didn't exactly seem to know what to do with this part; he kind of half glided and half flip-flapped his way to the ground. Now Morgan was quite pleased, and tossed him another piece of meat. At this, Waar seemed to understand what they were trying to do. He moved to the top of the hillock with a sense of understanding that even Morgan could tell that he had.
Whenever Waar got to the top, Morgan gave the command again, the windlike whistle that would tell him to fly. Waar didn't bother running this time, going about two strides before throwing himself into the air; flapping, nearly falling, holding his wings just so and flapping again...
A single one of Waar's knuckles touched the top of some of the grass before finally, Waar's wings filled with air and he flapped again, and again, climbing higher with each one, finally throwing his body in such a way and carefully holding his wings in a way that allowed him to carve the air. It wasn't pretty, it wasn't perfect, and it appeared as if he was having a little more trouble than a regular drake would; but Morgan was pleased. Waar didn't stay up in the air very long, finally touching down on the grass unsteadily. The bespectacled human tossed him a treat again, and then called him up the hillock. This would require a lot more practice, but Morgan was sure that he would get better for the most part from here on out.
After he was finished with his snack and back up at the top of the hillock; they continued.
Morgan knew that Waar was going to have to continue working on his flight, but they needed to work on the landing as well. His landing had been pretty horrible that go around, and well, Morgan wanted to connect it to a command word as well. The sun was well on it's way down the horizon now, so they didn't have much more time, but Morgan knew that they should have time to finish this up before going home. Morgan gave the command again, and this time Waar knew at least a bit what he was doing. He took a good running stride this time, but as he got to the edge of the hillock, he launched into the air with some difficulty.
Waar didn't immediately try to land this time, instead trying to gain some height, as much as possible, and then do a bit of a circle around the area. Morgan then gave the command for him to 'come' to Morgan.
Waar didn't seem to be too enthusiastic about returning to Morgan, but he began to make his way to the hillock's top. Morgan gave him a new command; another whistled one (this one for 'land'). Morgan decided that this command was going to be a kind of sharp but descending tone on the whistle. When Morgan made it, they could see Waar's little ears twitch slightly. He definitely heard that command, but had no idea what he was being told to do. He landed anyway, and Morgan threw him two pieces of meat, one for each of the things he did right.
The sarane choked down both of them, and then looked at Morgan curiously, as if trying to figure out this new thing. Morgan just called him back up into the air again, and this time Waar had very little trouble getting up into the air. He was just doing what Sarane were meant to do, after all.
Waar was up in the air again, still a bit clumsy, but he was getting better each time he went up. This time, Morgan gave him a bit of time to learn a bit more. It was quite fun to watch him fly around, even if sometimes he had to catch himself a bit. Morgan would never really know what it was like to fly, like that, so they probably wouldn't have been much help even with an RoT on this one. After a while, Morgan gave the command for 'land' this time, instead of actually using the 'come' command first. Waar heard it, Morgan was sure because he came closer; but he didn't know what to do. That was easily enough detected in his unsure wobbling movements while in the air. Morgan repeated it when he got closer.
After a moment's hesitation, Waar quickly spills air from his wings, landing a bit harshly near Morgan.
That was good enough, Morgan thought, before quickly tossing him a couple of treats again. They would need to keep working on this to make it more smooth, since breaking his limbs on the way down (and then quickly shifting bones back into place) was not going to be a viable strategy during any kind of possible altercation. Waar ate his treats without much difficulty, while Morgan took a glance at the sky again. The shadows were stretching ever so long now, with the sun slipping below the horizon save for the smallest sliver at the top. After Waar was done with the treats, it was wash, rinse, and repeat again. Morgan called Waar into the air to work on his flight, and if the quickly darkening surroundings bothered him at all, he didn't show it.
Not long after he hit the air again, Morgan used the command for land again, and this time he was quicker on the uptake.
Waar folded his wings and spilled the air from them, dropping down beside Morgan with even less bone breakage this time, thankfully. Morgan threw him a couple of more treats, and then called him up into the air again. Waar took to the air with ease, finally looking quite in control of it, and he wheeled around once, then twice before having to gain some height again. Morgan let him make another loop around them before giving the command to land again. Waar spilled the air from his wings again, and then immediately touched down quite lightly this time. Two treats later, the command was given and once again Waar was up in the air with minimal effort. Morgan felt a bit proud; it was like watching a bird with a broken wing fly again for the first time, just pure pride.
This go around when Morgan called for him to land, he did so perfectly. They continued until Morgan was sure that he had gotten both commands, and then the pair made their way home.
Morgan brought Waar to the park in the early morning, before the sun raised up and before the majority of the people of the Labs typically got up. This was purposeful, because Morgan still wasn't comfortable with Waar being walked around in front of many people. Perhaps someday, they thought, they would be able to use him as a mount, with any luck with Morgan's experiments on treatments for leather that would keep his acidic body from eating through it. So far, it had been slow going. Morgan had passed out relatively quickly the night before, but that made it quite easy to get up early this morning.
Waar had been staring out of the barn's open door when Morgan entered it; his green eyes glowing. It would seem that Waar was expecting this, perhaps. He'd been fed once they got home, so he'd been ready. He seemed a little less wild, today. Perhaps he was tired?
Morgan really did not know how these things worked; this Temple of Shadows thing. They'd learned that of course the Healer's Temple and Temple of Shadows were different, now a bit too late to really do anything about it. Now Morgan had Waar, as a zombie-like thing, and they had no idea what to do to keep him healthy. He was hungry, all the time. Morgan fed him a carcass a day, which was getting exorbitant at this point. Not that it should bother Morgan, but the idea of folks having to slaughter more animals for Morgan a day was a bit terrible. However, they weren't sure if he ate anything specific otherwise? Morgan was hitting the books, really scouring for any information on zombie creatures that they could find, but it was a difficult passage. Waar even stood in the park looking pretty famished, hungry-gaze at all of the plants around him.
That just made Morgan want to learn about it moreso, but also, asking random people around the labs if they had any information about 'zombies' was a terrible idea. So Morgan was going to have to just keep working at this, despite the difficulty. Waar deserved it, of course. However, they weren't at the park today to figure out what to do with Waar's hunger, and instead were here to teach him a few things. Morgan felt like their bond was good enough to start training him the more difficult out of the self-protection list that Morgan had come up with. Sure, Morgan could have just worked with him on this in the beginning, but throwing things at a creature that hardly liked or knew you was probably a bad idea. Morgan was anything if not patient; they would work towards this entirely the way they had considered it before. For Waar's sake.
Today; Morgan had three or four things planned for training, if they got that far, anyway. With Nico, Morgan pretty much knew how long each of his training bits and bobs were going to last. With Waar, Morgan still didn't know how cleverly he would pick things up. Before the indecent, he had been pretty clever. So far he picked things up decently well, but he didn't have Nico's drive to please. So Morgan had two things down for definite training, and a list of a few things they could work on if time allowed. That would allow the creature to be able to learn things at his pace without Morgan worrying too much about time. Of course, time was of the essence lately. Morgan had been learning to do all kinds of things recently, in an attempt to ready theirself for the next leg of their plan. Waar needed to be ready, too.
Renathan: I haven't been able to get into my account in a while. I might need to try pretty soon.
Oct 20, 2019 16:37:02 GMT -6
Ashe: Anyone still play Subeta? >> I'm finally remembering to be active on there for Morostide
Oct 20, 2019 16:31:56 GMT -6
Ashe: That won't work, that would break the drake for /that person/ and still not her.
Oct 20, 2019 14:17:34 GMT -6
fieraferella: Could someone else break your sarane for you and then return it to you?
Oct 20, 2019 14:14:31 GMT -6
Amelia: Ugh I have zero interest in breaking a Sarane xD I just thought he'd get plantified and I could play with him. Blah this sucks
Oct 20, 2019 11:26:23 GMT -6
Renathan: I thought it was an accident. :3 I've done stuff like that too!
Oct 20, 2019 7:58:14 GMT -6
Lethalia: Wow, I like how I can mark fifteen posts as September without something clicking. Derp. *ahem*
Oct 20, 2019 7:53:21 GMT -6
Darky: attack each other. So if more than one altered pet of the same alteration type battle each other, the battle would be.. kinda over before it even began x3
Oct 20, 2019 3:38:32 GMT -6
Darky: battling a little difficult). Tournament-wise, that one's up to the mods. Altered pets technically don't get any upper hand, though in case of Blessing of the Shadows it does create that unfortunate situation where two creatures with the ability cant
Oct 20, 2019 3:38:28 GMT -6
Darky: As for sarane needing to be broken, I'd say yes under normal circumstances, unless the character specifically asks the alteration to include something to make the creature more docile (but that would come with stats reflecting that which would make
Oct 20, 2019 3:37:29 GMT -6
Darky: Procreation serum is more 'traditional' in its method, which means the altered pet has to be able to physically produce or carry the offspring (so Nightmare couldn't be used for this process, since she's basically a skeleton with no womb)
Oct 20, 2019 3:35:44 GMT -6
Darky: Yes if its paid breedings, depends if its Procreation serum. Paid breedings are 'lab' breedings, which basically means smushing DNA artificially and any 'altered' pet can still breed normally within its species
Oct 20, 2019 3:34:47 GMT -6
Aster: Oh yeah, I remember just looking at those the other day in the stats thread. Dunno why it slipped my mind
Oct 20, 2019 0:29:07 GMT -6
Ashe: I mean, it's still up to Darky for the most part, it was Yang who did Equillion, but it has been done
Oct 20, 2019 0:24:49 GMT -6
Ashe: Darky bred Nightmare, her Undeadified Tainted, to another equillion.
Oct 20, 2019 0:24:12 GMT -6
Jack: I'd think so? But you'd better double check with Darky just in case.
Oct 19, 2019 21:11:24 GMT -6
Aster: Wait, so can normal modified pets be bred through normal paid breedings too? Like Vespa and stuff
Oct 19, 2019 21:09:47 GMT -6