Unlike the other two, Daughter of Wands was waiting for them. She woke up at the crack of dawn and made annoying noises most days -like she was a rooster that made hen noises or something-, so Renathan was not surprised. The chiryma was still riding the high from the last creature, and was not at all afraid. Daughter of Wands was generally bonded well to him, but that didn't make her perfect. She pulled back her gummy lips and snarled at the creature, waving her tail. The chiryma roared back at her, clacking his beak and almost clawing out of Renathan's hands. The sarane hen seemed angered at this, but after giving Renathan a quick glance she simply turned away, ignoring the tiny chocolate creature with a huff. Renathan was glad that she wouldn't attack the chiryma while he was around at least; but the chiryma didn't have to know that. Since the chiryma didn't appear to be afraid this last time, Renathan was sure that he would be fine in the future. After getting it checked one last time with the Vet and confirming that he wasn't performing any fear responses, Renathan spent the rest of the day getting his creatures home.
A few days later, after allowing the small chiryma a lot of rest, Renathan decided that it was time to teach him the danger dodging thing. Normally this was reserved for Renathan's pit fighters, but he now realized that he was going to have to work with his chiryma about it, to give it a chance to get away from dangers if they went out on excursions. In fact, Renathan was beginning to see the importance of training it to all of his creatures, any one of them that he would take off of the farm or out of the kennel. Renathan did not want one of his creatures to be killed or harmed... Not again. Renathan felt the most importance to work with Lisle, however. Renathan was back at the park again with the chocolate colored chiryma chick, knowing that the creature would begin its' first molt any day now. He sits the creature down on the table and wondered how to do this fairly with a creature with a bad leg.
 - [START of 'Danger Sense']
Last Edit: Jan 29, 2019 20:10:07 GMT -6 by Renathan
The chiryma seemed to be understanding him a lot better nowadays as well, Renathan was beginning to feel some small amount of tiny intrusion, most likely since he was so sensitive to psychic influence. Renathan had feared at first that the chiryma was somehow very psychic oriented, but after waiting; it seemed that the chiryma was simply doing that chiryma reading thing, whatever it was. It was growing stronger, better at it. The creature was guessing what he wanted it to do in some cases that were very slight; moving out of the way in just the right way when he was trying to get something done... That would hopefully make this a lot easier. He made sure to sit down and really work on his emotions about this; he didn't want the creature to think he may have any malice toward him when they work on this important behavior to keep the creature safe. His desire to keep the creature safe was what he decided on working to permeate his mind with.
Renathan saw the change immediately in the chiryma's facial expression. The creature's eyes belied a bit of it's concern over Renathan's concern over it, but it's facial expression became quite aggravated. The creature made a gentle, half-roaring noise. Renathan vaguely wondered whether that was normal for chiryma or not; information on species was getting harder and harder to find for him, though he wasn't sure why. It was almost like information was being lost over time; which made no sense, since the Labs was... Well, you know, RIGHT THERE. For some reason, no one ever went there though... Renathan pushed that curiosity out of his head, which was obviously confusing the tiny bird creature, and then he calmed down. Renathan decided he would start this with something that could not hurt the creature, though he did keep his concern. He didn't want to panic the creature either. Renathan opened his backpack to retrieve the items needed.
Renathan removes what had to be five pounds of tightly wadded up pieces of paper balls, all of them less then a centimeter across, all sitting in a tub in his backpack. He knew that these were too light to hurt the growing chiryma, but he was still just a little worried that he may somehow hurt the tiny chiryma. No matter how many times he trained this particular behavior, he still didn't feel too happy about it. This was absolutely required though, so he steeled himself as he put the chiryma on the warm, but still crunchy grass, and then he opened up his little tub full of little paper balls. Renathan held one in his hand carefully, and then stared down the chiryma, trying all at once to work through the meaning of this training in his mind so that maybe the creature would obtain some kind of rudimentary understanding in his chiryma way.
Renathan then swallowed, hoping that this wouldn't cause any undue harm (he hadn't, after all, meant for that mining trip to become dangerous either), and he tossed the wadded up paper ball piece at the chiryma in a direct but also not quite aggressive way. The chiryma stared at it blankly as it sailed to beside him, and then he walked up to it, staring at it curiously. Renathan allowed him his curiosity- totally not because he felt a little guilty, which caused the chiryma to look at him suddenly very defiantly. Renathan filtered his emotions immediately, but the chiryma had distinctively gotten that pang of guilt, and he was quite unhappy about it. Renathan quickly grabbed another of the tightly wound paper balls, and tossed it more directly at the creature this time, forcing the creature to step out of the way. The chiryma surprised him by doing so, even though the paper balls were small and slow and didn't hit hard, the creature seemed to have gotten the first step out of the way without much issue. Chiryma were so strange...
All of a sudden, something felt like a train was running through his mind on the inside. Renathan had worked with emotional links before, more than four times before in fact, and they tended to be quite mild in comparison. Auburn's link was pure joy and gentle, Shy Guy's showed power and restraint. Daughter of Wands had a link like a sly fox and a backbiter blade, while Phoenix had a dull kind of strength that Renathan could only place emotionally. All of these were mild enough that they slid past his mind gently, brushing information smoothly. If painting with those ephemeral impasto was done with a brush or a finger; then the emotional painting from Lisle was done entirely with the palette knife. Broad, decisive strokes of color broadly hit his mind in a volley, forcing Renathan to instinctively try to block off. On the other end of the link, the palette knife strokes slowed for a moment of savoring, as if the creature were not sure what it was suddenly reading with such clarity.
The moment of gentleness passes and Renathan can feel the tiny chiryma push in, it's emotions flourishing like bright flowers blooming across his mind. Renathan struggled with it for a moment and then let it wash over him, feeling a little bit cathartic with the intensity and nearly searing cold pain of it. Renathan swallowed, and then was able to bring himself out of his emotional reverie, staring at the creature, who was also now staring at him. Renathan felt like the creature not only understood what he had found there, but accepted it somewhat, strangely. The creature's emotions crashed into him again, a bull-rush of determination and cold shoulder. Renathan grabbed a handful of the rolled up paper balls. He wasn't sure how he knew, but suddenly he realized that Chiryma hardly needed any push to do what their masters wanted them to; it was almost strange to think about.
Renathan began throwing the small wadded paper balls in earnest, suddenly knowing a rough estimate of how much the chiryma knew it could take, despite it's leg. Throwing the balls at the creature in a somewhat thorough spattering, the chiryma moved out of the way, trying to keep it's eyes on Renathan every step of the way but failing to do so as the onslaught continued. Renathan could feel the determination coming across, now more acutely than ever. It was almost searing, painful, like a frostbite wound. Renathan fought the urge to emotionally recoil from the sharp feelings. The creature, however, successfully evaded the the onslaught and seemed to demand more of Renathan; he could do more he felt. He could succeed; would succeed. Renathan swallowed thickly, having a hard time reminding himself to keep his own emotions separate from the broad but powerful and precise strokes of the emotional landscape that such a tiny creature seemed to have. Renathan would never have guessed.
Renathan grabbed a handful more of the little hard paper balls in his hand again, this time throwing them all at once. The chiryma learned quick thanks to the natural inclinations of their pack structure and the emotional link, it was probably some kind of design in them, Renathan reasoned. The creature was quick to pick up on the dodging aspect, even on his weak leg. He was able to get away as if he had some kind of extra sense, perhaps the good breeding had endowed the creature with some kind of natural edge? Renathan was not sure, but he was glad to see the creature making good work of this despite that leg. Renathan could feel the creature's anger at Renathan's sudden feeling of pity; and it overwhelmed him like a frigid wave. He felt like he was standing on a shore drenched to the bone. Renathan grabs a few more of the small wadded up pieces of papers, throwing them and watching the creature dodge them decently, rapid-fire. He cut it a little closer than his other creatures did, but the creature was permanently injured, after all.
The creature was doing better than expected, as always. Renathan's shock was eaten up by the creature, which exuded pride and arrogance. Like a little prince. Renathan had no idea what to think of the new emotional link, but he knew that they had to work on more self defense tactics for the creature, preferably before the first molt. Renathan could feel the frustration from the tiny chiryma in response to his thoughts, so he finishes throwing the little pieces of paper at the creature, pleased to see that not a single one made their mark. Renathan quickly gathers up all of the tiny paper pieces, glad that they had not blown away, and he returns them to his tub to make sure that they would not become litter. Then, he took the creature and began practicing for the rest of the hour; this time with tiny seeds instead, a little harder and faster, but still not enough to hurt the creature in the case of an accident. Renathan was pleased with the creature's uncanny dodging ability enough to call it done for that behavior.
Renathan figured that the next bit he wanted to work on would be something quite a bit easier; the calm command. Renathan had never taught it before, but he got the gist of the idea from it by attending a short class on how to train a creature to be very obedient. The idea was to teach a creature that it doesn't always have to be on guard, and to get them to trust you to tell them when they could calm down. The command for it needed to be something that no one would just randomly know or use; just in case your creature needed to be on guard, so that someone couldn't effectively 'deactivate' your defense systems. This was also important to keep creatures from being aggressive in public. Renathan had to decide on this safety term now; and he wasn't sure which to choose at the moment though. He carefully considered this.
 - [START 'At Ease']
Last Edit: Jan 30, 2019 14:29:01 GMT -6 by Renathan
He scoops the chiryma up off of the ground and places it on the table carefully. Pretty soon, it would be too big to sit on the table properly, or be picked up and carried everywhere. Renathan was a bit sad; but that's just how it went. Creatures would grow up; unless they were customs. If there was ever a doubt as to what this creature was, which there wasn't, there definitely could not be now. The biggest change to Renathan so far was the length of it's neck; starting to get a bit taller. More raptor-like and less fluffball-like. Renathan surveyed the creature, trying to make the emotions from the link drowned out in his own emotions, but it was very distracting to him. The creature just felt so hard for some reason, and he had no idea what to do with it. Perhaps it was the strength that chiryma seemed to possess in picking up... Whatever mental thing they picked up.
Renathan finally decides on a command word for it the idea of being at ease and calm, or rather, a command movement. He figured that training the creature to movements for the most part would keep someone else from being able to guess his commands very easily. That was one of the reasons why he had used his native tongue to train Auburn, his Jibiji. That way, no one could command her without knowing him very, very well. Renathan looked the tiny creature in the eyes, and then tried to make himself very calm and relaxed, so that the feeling would cross the link, or so he hoped. Then, Renathan made the symbol with his fingers in front of the jbiji, right where it could see. This symbol in particular would only be used for the calm or ease command. Renathan then petted the creature gently, trying to convey a sense of calm.
Renathan watches the chiryma, and though the chiryma does calm down a little, he still looks a bit disagreeable. Renathan was trying to figure out if that disagreeable attitude was it's natural '0' level, or if this was some kind of latent effect from the injury it had. Renathan wanted the creature to completely relax, but he did realize that all creatures had their own sorts of personalities, and that this could just be the creature's unique personality. When it was a small, tiny newborn, the creature was agreeable and sweet. It seemed that he got only pricklier as he got older, which meant that Renathan would have to teach it when to relax, or else have a dangerous creature on his hands. None of his other creatures were like that, after all. After a moment, the tiny creature was very calm, though still determined and aloof acting. Renathan gave him a piece of jerky, which was actually accepted this time. Perhaps it was very hungry.
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