When you wake up, there's the lovely smell of fresh meat (:D) and the sun is just beginning to peek over the horizon, turning the sky purplish. Raymond is pacing back and forth, keeping watch.

When you wake up, there's the lovely smell of fresh meat (:D) and the sun is just beginning to peek over the horizon, turning the sky purplish. Raymond is pacing back and forth, keeping watch.

I yawn and stretch, cracking my neck before waving a good morning to him

The young man nervously looks around one more time, and casually turns... into a rhinoceros. Either he's going to trample you, or he's trying to show that he's not a human, which he certainly isn't, because humans usually cannot turn into rhinoceroses.
(I hope I spelled that right.)

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=81862&page=20#193 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 10/26/2019 at 12:27 AM The young man nervously looks around one more time, and casually turns... into a rhinoceros. Either he's going to trample you, or he's trying to show that he's not a human, which he certainly isn't, because humans usually cannot turn into rhinoceroses. (I hope I spelled that right.)

(no clue, but I know what animal it is :) casually turns into a rhinoceros. I love that)

Cerulean leaps back another five feet and his growl fires back up, even louder than before.

That was a small shock, needless to say.

He waves back and points at a fat quail on the ground. "I saw a jackalope earlier," he remarks idly. "They're supposed to be good luck, you know? But recently the humans have been trying to cut off their feet and sell their antlers."


I wince, as I eat. That was not good news, I quite liked jackalopes.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=81862&page=20#197 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 10/26/2019 at 12:36 AM (haha) The boy - er, rhino, awkwardly tries to sit down. And flattens about a square meter of grass in the process. The villagers have decided to notice and are screaming and running away even more. Another individual, an older woman, yells, "What are you doing, Dominic? Help us put out the fire!" Then she sees you and stares.

Cerulean begins to calm down (again) and sits as well, staring at this. . .r h i n o. His crystals are quietly chiming. His blank white eyes show no emotion, but it's still easy to tell that despite being terrified, this young phantasma is still curious. . .

(r h i n o)
"A phantasma, " she says reverently, "I thought they went extinct years ago, at least in this world... we haven't seen another since the last two were caught..." she continues like you aren't even there. The rhino, Dominic continues sitting on the grass, looking confused. "For heaven's sake, Dominic," she snaps suddenly. "Go help the others."