Renathan ran Lisle through the command a few more times, now that he was getting it, and he was a bit shocked to hear what almost sounded like a loud rumbling purr pulse through the balgor. Renathan laughed a bit, under his mask, knowing that the balgor was finally being able to be truly free, running like he was. That and the weird idea that the Balgor could feel and understand those feelings was even more concerning. Lisle seemed to be taking to it well, even if he was mostly quiet. Renathan called out the command again, and switched it up this time; throwing a stick at the creature, kind of vaguely the first time. After looking concerned and jumping out of the way the first time, the Balgor seemed to take it as a challenge and began answering to the dash command as soon as it was called, dodging closer and closer-thrown sticks each time until the timing was really good. Of course, Renathan knew that this would depend on his ability to call the command just as the opponent tried to attack, but he was sure of his abilities. After an hour of this, Renathan decided that Lisle seemed to have gotten the command, and then he decided to move on to the next thing.
The next thing on the list to work with Lisle about (honestly, the word 'training' felt icky at this point, if only because he was so used to training his creatures that it felt like a natural secondary connection of it- and Lisle was truly a pet at this point, was he?) was the 'Rending' attack. He figured that this would be good for the creature to defend itself. "Lisle." He said, to get the balgor's attention. Lisle's bright blue eyes stared at him gently in response. "Lisle, I need to teach you how to protect yourself." Lisle stayed quiet, but took more attention at this. "Protect." He repeated, but was not exactly sure if there was a good way to explain this to Lisle, when he didn't really understand all words yet. Lisle was seemingly trying to triangulate this idea from Renathan's emotional bond. "Protect Lisle." He tried, knowing he wasn't getting anywhere yet. Then, he made the 'follow me' motion, and lead the balgor to a large fallen log he'd noted not far away a few weeks ago.
 - [START 'Rend']
Last Edit: Apr 12, 2019 20:56:28 GMT -6 by Renathan
Renathan gestured towards the log, judging that by the time they were done with it that it would be completely destroyed, simply by looking at the balgor's rather huge claws. He 'leapt' on it and 'clawed' it with his nails, trying to show off, all while saying the trigger word. "Lisle, Rampant. Rampant." He said. Then, he stepped back, and called the command word again. "Rampant." Then he began 'clawing' at the log again. His nails, of course, did basically nothing to the tree. Lisle stepped forward, and Renathan could swear he heard a very soft but deep purr come from the being as he dug his claws into the log. Even with as little strength as Lisle put into it; some of the wood splintered beneath his giant feet. Yeah, he was huge. Renathan gave him a bit of praise, and then hoped that the balgor would start putting more strength into it as time went on.
Renathan may not have known it, but the moral qualms he so deeply worried about would not have been an issue for Lisle at all. The Balgor was both understanding of the emotions that Renathan so easily tossed across the emotional link, perhaps due to his psychic weakness (not that the balgor knew about the psychic weakness, not really) and because the Balgor had went from being a chiryma (used to reading emotions) to being a balgor (having a very strong bond with a certain individual that was regarded as a mate). Renathan, however, was squirming a bit, both because he didn't feel confident 'training' a sentient being, but he knew that the Balgor would need to protect himself and perhaps Renathan in the future. The Balgor, on the other hand, already understood in a contrived way and did not mind; regarding Renathan with utmost respect. As such, whenever Renathan called out the command again, "Rampant!" Lisle clawed into the earth with great strength before launching himself into the log; absolutely wrecking a goodly portion of it.
Renathan was beyond happy at this progress, and that certainly rebounded across the emotional link in a way that made Renathan a tad sick to his stomach from giddyness. He wasn't sure if this was due to the Balgor's rather strong emotional reactions or whether it was from his own weakness or not. Renathan was sure to give lots of praise, and was happy to see Lisle almost bounce; he could bounce up like that; giddy as a gazelle. It was wonderful to watch him be able to do all the things most creatures could do; with his leg less of a hindrance now. "Lisle, Rampant!" The mammalian called out, making sure to back up a bit. The balgor got this rather competitive look in his bright blue eyes, and he quickly clawed the log, powerfully, all of his muscles really put into it to cause as much damage as possible. This garnered even more excitement from Renathan; further spurning the balgor to do more damage.
Renathan knew that from here on out, it was probably smooth sailing. It was much easier to train a creature that had a lot of loyalty to a person, Renathan had figured out, and it didn't really seem to go away with a species change, or a sentience change. That interested the science-curious individual that was Renathan quite a bit, but of course he had no idea how to quantify it. Anyway, Renathan continued to call out the command, and watch the Balgor completely decimate this log using his claws over the course of thirty minutes. Whenever there was hardly any log left to be had, Renathan ran the balgor through a number of his commands and then went back to the log to do more work on the 'rend' command. The balgor went back to it with relish, destroying the entire rest of the log within three uses of the command. Renathan decided that this was great progress and he was happy with the Balgor's ability to remember it.
Renathan took Lisle to the brook shortly after this, to allow him a good drink of water. Lisle hardly ever accepted treats in training previously, and if anything, seemed even less interest now that he was the way that he was, of course. Renathan was still planning on continuing 'mount' training, but he hoped that Lisle would rather carry him on trail rides for fun, as opposed to actually controlling him... Still, he'd like the ability to tell him where they needed to go during severe events. For now, though, Renathan wanted to hone Lisle's pouncing thing. That was typically devastating in battle; he'd seen other creatures use such a thing in battles. Renathan appraised the balgor's strong legs, even the hind one with the scar that was lifted in a delicate, almost gentlemanly way, off of the ground at all times. Renathan then took the balgor to an area with a large rock that would be fun to pounce on, he was sure.
 - [START of 'POUNCE']
Last Edit: Apr 12, 2019 20:56:41 GMT -6 by Renathan
Renathan was beginning to get tired today; mostly because it was getting very late in the evening. The sun was already going down by the time he took the balgor to the brook, and he wasn't used to being this far away from home during this time period. He was trying to decide for sure whether he wanted to train anything after this; probably not for the day. Perhaps next week? If he had time, he figured. Renathan called out the command; "Lisle, Salient!" At this, Renathan modeled the behavior he wanted, repeating the command he would use. "Salient." In clear tones, as Renathan comically leapt up on top of the rock, his hands griping it and his paws directly on it. Renathan then got down, and gestured towards the rock to drive the point gome. "Lisle, Salient!" He waited, as the balgor finished grooming himself and boredly got on top of the rock.
Well, that works, Renathan figured. However, there had to be some kind of way to get him to understand that he wanted him to pounce, without necessarily attaching the idea to any specific attack. He knew that would accidentally get them into some trouble later in the pit, after all. It would be really hard to get him to pounce without it, he thought. While Renathan was thinking, Lisle, however, seemed to realize that he made some sort of a mistake. The large balgor gets down, and then asks a question, surprisingly enough, partially with his big blue eyes gesturing to the rock, and partially with the collar. "How?" It was quite simple, as was usual for him, but Renathan was not quite used to the svelte and deep voice that the collar seemed to translate him into.
Renathan got down on all fours, as he had done before, and then 'pounced' up onto the rock, using his back legs to propel himself as strong as possible onto it. Lisle watched with sudden understanding as to what Renathan meant.
Renathan stepped back down off of the rock, and then settled back in a position away from Lisle, so as to not be harmed when Lisle eventually would jump. The mammalian just knew that they were going to do well, and that everything would be just fine. The antlered mammalian calls out the command, just knowing that Lisle was going to be able to do well this time. "Lisle, Salient!" He still felt icky telling a sentient being to do something, but it couldn't be helped for now. This was the only way to do this. Lisle didn't disappoint this time; as soon as the command was called even his weak hind leg bunched up with the other in tandem; and he was launched onto the rock; causing a bit of a gash with his claws due to the power of the pounce. Yes; that was perfect! Renathan called out lots of praise, and Lisle seemed to soak the compliments up like parched ground does water.
Renathan knew that practice, and well, repetition mostly, made perfect. Well, perfect practice made perfect, anyway. Now that the balgor seemed to have the idea, the only thing left to do was to do as he always did and call out the command, and watch Lisle do that again. "Lisle, Salient!" He called out, and the balgor immediately leapt up to the next tallest rock with a super strong pounce. The rock trembled; and Renathan was shocked at the grace and power exhibited by the absolutely huge being. He was in awe, and somehow he got a rumble of approval from Lisle. Yes, less praise, and more awe, that was what the balgor preferred. Renathan called out the command again, and the balgor leaped down to the lower one with a huge push, gouging the rock again. Renathan was happy with that, and spent the next thirty minutes calling the command and giving more praise for the action. Finally, Renathan ran him through a few more commands, and then went back to the pounce. He was happy that the Balgor was able to do this perfectly fine; and Renathan was sure they could move on to something else and this would still be remembered by the Balgor.
 - [END of 'Pounce']
(Renathan and Lisle decide to go home now.)
Last Edit: Apr 12, 2019 20:50:50 GMT -6 by Renathan
Fiera Ferella: I picked mine because ive always wanted to write an amphadron tbh. :0 I'm eager to see how it'll turn out!
Jul 11, 2020 22:00:43 GMT -6
Riku: Oh, I see what you mean now, Nerius. Dang...that’s a good point. How do we get around it? Naturally we will look at the opponent’s stats - which can’t be done IC. Hm.
Jul 11, 2020 14:30:04 GMT -6
Èdan: Not necessarily, there's stuff that can affect a foe's aim in the same turn
Jul 11, 2020 8:51:23 GMT -6
Nerius: The lack of suspense. I slogged through them all for the points, but it got super tedious to write. (This isn't specific to mosca, just a general 'why I'm eh on this tourny'.)
Jul 11, 2020 6:40:13 GMT -6
Nerius: And it's not about "winning", rather I was referring to the disaster that was my attempt at the petite tournament. And how one glance at the stats made me go 'yep, gonna loose this one', and be proven right in every single round. It's not the loss, but..
Jul 11, 2020 6:39:31 GMT -6
Nerius: Yes, the dreaded auto-hit or auto-miss can strike at any time, but what I mean is the only way a mosca is loosing is if there's a un/lucky dice roll.
Jul 11, 2020 6:36:02 GMT -6
Èdan: Don't forget there's moves and abilities that halve dex or affect the opponent's aim. Not to mention, never underestimate the cruelty of a natural 1
Jul 11, 2020 6:16:47 GMT -6
Riku: High dex can miss. I had an unbroken brown who won like three fights by sheer luck of the enemy missing over and over. Lol Besides, not to be cliche, but...it’s not all about winning. You can come in second place and still get 23 pit points.
Jul 11, 2020 0:48:50 GMT -6
Jack: Don't forget to PM me your intent if you're entering! I need to know before training!
Jul 10, 2020 17:29:29 GMT -6
Fanged: I'll be going with a huntress mosca build I have in mind.
Jul 10, 2020 17:12:28 GMT -6
Xentus: I'm the one who's entering fully intending to utilize the 9 dex flighty mosca. Curious to find what might beat it
Jul 10, 2020 17:07:55 GMT -6
Flare: In opinion, I have a kakum baakir set aside for Flare's usage, but I've never worked with it. It'll be a new species to work with. Just because soemone enters a 9 dex creature doesn't 100% mean they'll win.
Jul 10, 2020 17:04:42 GMT -6
Nerius: Would use one myself, but I don't want to waste a re-growth on something I'll never do anything with outside this tournament, especially since there's no guarantee there will be enough people for it to run.
Jul 10, 2020 15:53:52 GMT -6
Nerius: I was looking at the stats of the creatures that could be entered, when it was first announced. Someone enters a flighty mosca? They're going to win. There's nothing that can move faster, and nothing that can survive a hit from wing buff while in flight
Jul 10, 2020 15:52:37 GMT -6
Nerius: I've considered it, as I do want the pit points, but I dunno. My last attempt at tournament rush training uh, did not go well *coughwhiptailcough*. Plus I suspect someone's going to enter a mosca and basically auto-win.
Jul 10, 2020 15:49:29 GMT -6
Riku: Hopefully more people do. Counting myself, I think there’s only 4 right now. 🤔
Jul 9, 2020 17:21:27 GMT -6
Flare: I'm gonna enter
Jul 9, 2020 14:48:47 GMT -6