He was watching the world in thought, he hadn't mentioned to Dusk and Ramsey, they probably would notice the hedgeboars. His favorite little runt had grown to a size that, if he had known about, wouldn't have taken to calling the boar that. The boar probably would look at home wearing a set of plate over his body. The thought of heavy steel that would protect his cute little friend.
The wolf's mind quick devolves into how to build the boar a set of plate, hoping that the boar would let him use it as a mount. Thinking about how the harness would probably still need to be sized a few sizes to big. His hand stroking his chin in thought, wanting to be able to show off a powerful mount, until his mind suddenly comes back to what his current body was. The sound of flesh smacking furred face, resounds out, a chuckle and shake of his head. Her couldn't use the boar as a mount, without looking like he was doing some rude.
His mind comes back to the thought that he wanted to think on, the boar didn't seem to generate an earth based energy, at least, not noticeably. It felt like something bland, like a cracker compared to a meal. The only way he knew about it, was when Tortuga had been having his fill from the death bush. The best way to describe the matching sort of cycle he had preformed, was like taking his time eating a heavy lunch, not enough to make him nap, but enough to make him slow.
The time that he had done it with Nadia was a bit like being resting into a pool of slightly cold, still water. Floating in an endless sea, trying to relax his body. It was a little hard to describe, but it was like he should have been wrapped around tightly with a blanket.
Though, it does make him wish he had obtained the flame foxes, none of the other animals he truly needed, but they probably would have offered some changes to his world. He moves a moment later to the water, still empty of sea life, the wolf knew that was another thing that would be hard to grab. His body wasn't designed for the rigors of fishing. Maybe he could convince Bob to obtain a net.
The strangeness with the net to try and capture the combined form of Ramsey and Dusk shouldn't have been the mainstay, but an exception to it. Though, he did wonder how many nets might still be there, having had a few ruined during the journey/escape of them.
He moves to float on the surface of the water, taking the time to clear his mind. There wasn't a stressed moment, but he was starting feel himself overwhelmed. Trying to sort everything he needed to do made him realize just how hard it is going to be, being a 'feral' creature made obtaining a lot of things hard. He sighs and closes his eyes to the world, drifting off and letting a subtle current carry him away to sleep.
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