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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 20, 2020 21:18:26 GMT -6
With hardy out of the way, Fiera had just one move left to teach her sarane. She had gotten him a fire injection, and she would be damned if she didn't teach him how to use it before entering him in the tournament. It was horribly expensive after all, and she had had to deal with that greasy businessman in the market district to get it. Thankfully, she had an inkling of how to teach it to him. He had been sparking a bit when coughing or sneezing lately, sending out sprays of sparks from his mouth, no doubt from the injection. These tended to agitate him, causing him to only put out more sparks until Fiera could calm him down. Now though, she was determined to do anything but that- to in fact fan those sparks into a crackling flame and convince her sarane drake to breathe real fire!
FIera 6 Algol 41.1/41.1 Breathe Fire 1
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 20, 2020 21:25:16 GMT -6
Thankfully, the public park was in full swing of summer right now, and breezes were frequently blowing pollen their way. Fiera could see Algol spitting sparks within a few minutes- all she had to do was wait. Sure enough, after a few minutes a particularly pollen laden gust of wind blew their way, and her pet broke into a fit of sneezes trying to get it out. In the process he managed to spit a couple sparks, which singed the dry grass at his feet. He peered at it for a moment, confused, only for Fiera to throw a frozen meat treat directly on the smoking blades. He glanced up at Fiera just as she started praising him. "Good job, Algol! Good flame!" She said, picking a command word to use for this trick. She had a feeling that she would probably be using it a lot in the future.
Fiera 7 Algol 41.2/41.2 Breathe Fire 2
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 20, 2020 21:33:03 GMT -6
Algol didn't hesitate to accept the treat, but she could see the gears in his head starting to turn. When he was done the sarane looked at her, ready for further instruction. Something strange was happening here, and he would rather be in the know than out of it. "Okay Algol- flame!" Fiera ordered, though it was difficult for Algol to replicate. He attempted to make the same sneezing noise a couple of times, wondering if that was what Fiera was asking for. Unfortunately for him however she just kept repeating the order and not giving him any treats, which left him hungry and frustrated. Finally he let out another forceful cough and managed to spit out some more sparks from his throat, burning another patch of grass. THAT earned him another treat, which Fiera threw him along with some praise. He ate it carefully, now having a better idea of what this human wanted from him.
FIera 8 Algol 41.3/41.3 Breathe Fire 3
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 20, 2020 21:40:22 GMT -6
Now that he had an idea of "Flame equals produce sparks, get treat", she just needed to get him to "upgrade" that into full fire. Fiera repeated the command a couple of times, feeding Algol chunks of meat each time. Once again though, he began to get bored at the constant barrage of orders, and eventually breathed out more aggressively than last time. This time a small lick of flame brushed the grass, which was quite blackened in the radius of a few feet from the sarane. "Oh, fantastic flame!" Fiera said, and tossed Algol not one, but TWO treats. Now that got his attention as he quickly wolfed them down before sitting back up ready for more. He stared at Fiera as if commanding HER to get going and say 'flame' again so he could get more treats. "Alright then, if you insist." She said cheerily. "Now, flame!" She ordered, pointing at the ground once more.
Fiera 9 Algol 41.4/41.4 Breathe Fire 4
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 20, 2020 21:46:43 GMT -6
Algol grumbled appreciatively and tried again, leaning his head back a moment to prepare himself before breathing out suddenly, a jet of flame licking from his mouth once more. It was even longer than the last one, about two feet. Fiera leapt back, feeling the heat on her exposed skin, a wild grin on her face. Now THAT was what she was talking about. She gave Algol heaps of praise and extra meat for that, but kept working at it. Soon enough, his jets of flame were over six feet long, enough to give any opponent a run for their money. That was all they had time for today, but Fiera was thrilled to have worked on it with him. He was well and truly prepared for the sarane tournament- and was now a REAL fire breathing dragon, just like the kind she read about in books as a child.
Fiera 10 Algol 42.0/42.0 Breathe Fire 5
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:43:56 GMT -6
Drips had learned bite easy enough, so Fiera figured it was about time that they moved on to another move. She had taken a brief break to do some other things, but she was ready to get back to it. The humanish had learned so far that Drips wasn’t… incredibly self motivated, which was a nice way of saying “lazy”. Really, if Drips had her way she would just spend all day basking in the sun or laying under a nice tree as opposed to doing any work, which was more than bit antithetical to what Fiera was trying to do here today. There was only one thing that could motivate the sarane hen into moving, and that was food. The second Fiera got out a chunk of meat, Drips would perk up as if she had just offered her a million bucks… not that a sarane would know what to do with that.
Fiera 1 Drips 4.1/4.1 Vice Grip 1
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:44:19 GMT -6
Thankfully, Fiera had plenty of meat left for the marked hen, and was perfectly willing to give it to her as long as she cooperated. After all, Fiera wasn’t about to eat half frozen meat. That meant that as long as she had treats, she could keep training. For this next trick though, Fiera had a special treat to give her- or more specifically, to try and take away from her. Next on the list of moves that Fiera had been hired to train this hen was ‘vice grip’. Ideally, It would involve the sarane grabbing an opponent and refusing to let go no matter what, dealing continual damage from the force of the attack while also preventing the opponent from fleeing or fighting back. It was no doubt effective in the field of battle, but Fiera knew that she would have some difficulty in motivating Drips to do it.
Fiera 2 Drips 4.2/4.2 Vice Grip 2
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:44:37 GMT -6
After all, the sarane hen didn’t like spending any effort at all, let alone continually. That was where the special treat came in. Fiera had purchased a special scrap from the butcher as well. It was a long bone from some sort of large animal that had been slaughtered, with nothing but a few scraps of red left on it. There was no way to cook it except for possibly in soup, so it had been somewhat cheap for Fiera to buy. It smelled enticingly meaty to a predator’s snout however, and most sarane knew that there was juicy marrow in there if they could just bite through it. With the bone being so fresh and moist though, it would be very difficult to break through it, and if Fiera tried to take it away from Drips while she was chewing on it, no doubt she would just bite down harder to avoid losing her beloved piece of food.
Fiera 3 Drips 4.3/4.3 Vice Grip 3
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:44:56 GMT -6
Then all Fiera would have to do (if she was lucky) was hold up a more easily eaten piece of meat to get Drips to release. Easy. In theory. Fiera knew quite well that these sorts of things didn’t always go as one planned, but she also had confidence in her own skills. With that in mind, Fiera slipped the bone behind her back and sidled over to Drips, who was napping quite happily next to a tree. “Hello, Drips!” Fiera said, leaning down so the sarane could see her. The marked brown cracked one eye, a reptilian pupil staring out at her. She seemed about to close it again, already bored at the humanish’s appearance until she scented the air and realized that she had… something. Something tasty, no doubt. Finally the sarane felt ready to get up and stretched, looking at Fiera with an expectant expression on her face.
Fiera 4 Drips 4.4/4.4 Vice Grip 4
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:45:20 GMT -6
“You ready, Drips?” Fiera said, before pulling out the bone. Drips immediately perked up, her eyes locking onto the bone. She chirped excitedly and walked over to Fiera, excited as the humanish brought it down in front of her face. “Okay Drips, now grip!” She said, setting the command for this move. To Fiera’s delight, her plan went off without a hitch as the hen lunged forward, grabbing the bone. It was a sudden movement, but Fiera was able to maintain her own grip on the lumpier end of the bone. “Okay Drips, good girl! Good grip!” She said and began to tug on the bone gently but insistently. As expected, Drips growled at her slightly, her eyes narrowing at the prospect of getting her new goodie taken away. Fiera just nodded, accepting this, and leaned over to grab at the plastic lid of the cooler next to her.
Fiera 5 Drips 5.0/5.0 Vice Grip 5
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:45:38 GMT -6
Drips’ eyes followed her as she moved- she knew what that meant by now. She was going to get a treat! Unfortunately, it was all a trick. Fiera took that moment of distraction as an opportunity to pull on the bone again, popping it right out of her mouth. The sarane hissed with displeasure as Fiera shoved the bone back in the bag momentarily. That would teach her to loosen her grip- which could have some VERY damaging effects if she let go of it in the battle arena. Fiera didn’t let her sit there angry for long though as she fiddled with the top of the cooler now while praising Drips. “Good grip, Drips!” She said as the sarane kept hissing at her. “Here you go!” She said, and threw the hen a chunk of meat. She glared at Fiera as she ate it, but was never one to turn down a piece of food.
Fiera 6 Drips 5.1/5.1 Vice Grip 6
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:45:59 GMT -6
Now that Drips had been placated, Fiera got the bone ready again. Drips snapped at it before Fiera could even give the command. “Hey, come on! Now- Drips, come on- grip!” Fiera said, finally shoving it in front of the hen sarane’s face. She happily bit down on it, gnawing slightly as she did. Fiera gave it some firm tugs, but it was stuck fast in Drips’ jaws. She even tried leaning over to the cooler again, and Drips’ eyes followed her. This time though, she didn’t loosen her grip on the bone. Good. Fiera wanted to push it even further though, and reached out and began to tap around Drips’ face. She didn’t jab anywhere delicate, but Fiera couldn’t imagine it being pleasant to have your face touched while you were unable to nip at whoever was doing it. Drips hissed and the growled before finally letting go to snap at her fingers.
Fiera 7 Drips 5.2/5.2 Vice Grip 7
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:46:15 GMT -6
“Drips, NO.” Fiera said firmly, pulling the bone away and hiding it again as soon as Drips let go. The sarane made a petulant noise, but Fiera didn’t relent. She needed to know better- after all, her opponents would likely do far worse than gently touching her face when she was biting down on their limbs. If she couldn’t take even this, she feared the worst. After a few minutes of sitting on the bag so Drips couldn’t get in it no matter how much she whined, Fiera decided that her punishment was over and it was time to try again. Fiera quickly took the bone out and held it in front of the hen. “Okay Drips- grip!” She said, giving the order. As expected, Drips latched on again, growling playfully as Fiera tried to yank it away again. Good- now she just had to go through the other distractions.
Fiera 8 Drips 5.3/5.3 Vice Grip 8
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:46:33 GMT -6
As before, Fiera tried to distract her with other objects, but Drips refused to loosen her grip for visual stimuli. Then she tried touching her face again. Drips shook her head, but didn’t loosen her jaws no matter where Fiera jabbed. A perfect performance! Fiera was quite pleased, to say the least. She leaned over to the cooler and pulled out a chunk of meat for the hen. “Good job, Drips!” She said, and let go of the bone on her end before throwing the meat treat at Drips’ feet. The hen looked between them for a moment before finally setting down the bone and taking the meat. Fiera was able to take the bone back with little protest, and went looking for a stick for the final leg of teaching this move. After all, this was a command- Drips needed to understand the verbal cue enough to know to grab…
Fiera 9 Drips 5.4/5.4 Vice Grip 9
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Post by Fiera Ferella on Jun 26, 2020 18:46:48 GMT -6
Well, not particularly palatable items. And what was grosser to put in your mouth than a stick off the ground? Unfortunately, the stick she used when teaching Drips ‘bite’ had been completely demolished, so Fiera had to find another intact one while the sarane ate her last treat. Finally she managed to locate a particularly tough looking one and brought it over to her trainee. “Okay Drips, grip!” Fiera said, holding it out. Drips looked at her incredulously, but to Fiera’s relief she leaned over and took the stick in her mouth. Fiera gave it a few test tugs and it slipped precariously, but that only urged Drips to grip it more tightly. Sure enough, the more Fiera pulled on it and struggled, the tighter Drips held on. Eventually Fiera decided that that was sufficient and threw her another treat. Another move, in the bag! Drips would make a fine battle pet yet.
Fiera 10 Drips 6.0/6.0 Vice Grip 10
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