[LimeThing]

This Batch will be UFA hosted by Wolfenhimer

name; Fenway
gender; Male
owner; finifugal ✨
post; Y

Hatch Day: 07/11/2017
Mature Day: 07/19/2017

Parent 1

Parent 2

L'ombre du Désert

Vent des le Forêts

Parent 1 | Parent 2

Grandparent 1|Grandparent 2

Grandgrandmother|Grandgrandfather

Drapes - Uncommon - Chanced

[Parasitic Rat]

looks like a watermelon, ngl
but ye, dis adorable child is going UFA <3
Just give meh a story about them~
The story has unlimited words, and prettying up is allowed. There can be different parts to their story, too~

Ends;; 7/25/17

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[finifugal ✨]

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Name: Fenway
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“Allllastaaaaiiir!”
The dark furred viscet let out a grunt in response, turning his head slightly to see the younger viscet trotting along behind him. By now, Alistair had realized that his companion was trying to bother him, and was simply bored rather than needing anything. Fenway was always looking for attention, especially at inconvenient times.
“Hmm?” Alistair hummed aloud, not bothering to slow down to address Fenway. He felt a small bit of satisfaction as he heard the smaller viscet scrambling to get closer and smiled coyly. Alistair enjoyed being with Fenway, he really did- it was like having a little brother around. Unfortunately, that little brother also spent a lot of his time messing around with anyone and everyone, especially when he had nothing else to do.
“When are we gonna get somewhere? I’m tired of walking,” Fenway moaned, dramatically flopping a paw over his snout.
“Fen, we’ve been walking for thirty minutes, tops,” Alistair responded, trying to keep amusement out of his voice. He knew the younger viscet’s antics by heart. He was probably trying to spark up a conversation or something of the like.
“Yeah, but we got up earlyyy…” the green viscet countered, speeding up a bit after nearly tripping over a rock he hadn’t noticed.
“Oh come on, It was only an /hour/ earlier. You’re fine,” Alistair snorted. This would go on forever if he didn’t intervene- kid never ran out of things to complain about. “Better stay on higher alert than this, Fen. We could reach something pretty soon. Within the hour, if we’re lucky.”
Although Alistair refrained from looking back, he could almost feel Fenway’s eyes flashing. Seemed like he had made the right topic change. He hadn’t expected anything less- Fen could rarely resist talking about missions.
“What’s the longest it could take?” Fenway asked, sprinting to join Alistair’s side.
“Mm. Could still be a few days. I’m just saying, though, it could be today. You never know.”
Fenway let out a quiet harrumph, which caused Alistair to reach out a paw and give him a small pat on the head. Fen ducked away, scowling, as Alistair finally laughed, a quiet sort of laugh, but still friendly.
Fen grumped about behind the older male for a few minutes before finally moving to keep Alistair’s pace. Alistair didn’t mind where the kid walked, so long as he stayed close enough. Didn’t want him wandering off to who knows where.
The pair continued on for the rest of the day, cracking jokes and discussing all sorts of different topics. Finally, Alistair stopped, with Fenway stopping behind him.
“Right, time to set up shop for the night,” Alistair said, shaking out his pelt. “You can head out and find us something to eat while I get to work on a shelter,” he directed, earning a nod from Fenway. The smaller viscet stalked off into the underbrush and Alistair watched him go until he had disappeared completely.
Alistair began forming a makeshift shelter using trees still standing, fallen branches, and plenty of vegetation- it wasn’t the fanciest, but it would do the pair well, at least for a bit. He was working on reinforcing the last side when Fenway returned, bringing with him dinner.
They ate rather well that night and crawled to bed early, both eager to get a head start in the morning. Alistair, unsurprisingly, fell asleep before Fenway, leaving the spotted viscet to his own thoughts for a little bit. He was on the verge of falling asleep when he heard some sort of voice.
It sounded like it was inside of his head, which led him to believe it probably was. Maybe the beginnings of a dream, or he was asleep enough to be confusing his own thoughts. Either way, he couldn’t decipher it, and soon drifted off into a slumber.
They both awoke normally, finished off their leftovers from the previous night, and quickly set off again. Alistair noticed Fenway seemed a bit antsy, but he didn’t question the other about it- Fen would tell him whatever it was when he was ready.
The green viscet fidgeted, briefly falling behind. He was quick to catch back up, but even he knew how on edge he must seem.
A thick silence had drifted over the two of them, something that he wasn’t eager to break. However, he soon couldn’t take it any longer, and blurted out, “So, what d’we know about the aliens we’re hunting down this time? Like, what do we /know/ know?”
Alistair shot him a curious look, and for a split-second Fenway thought his companion wasn’t going to answer the question, but to his relief, Alistair began talking.
“Well, to be quite frank, not a lot. Headquarters wanted us out here, said it was big- didn’t quite elaborate. Said not to worry, wouldn’t be dangerous. You prob’lly know just about as much as me,” Alistair rumbled.
Something about that struck Fenway as odd, though he couldn’t quite place a finger on it. Maybe it was the fact that usually they were given more information than this. Well…maybe it was some sort of top secret mission. That was something that actually happened, right? Maybe it was happening to them.
Even then, Fen didn’t think that was right. There was something more off than that about this whole situation. Something /wrong/. Of course, he didn’t voice his concerns to Alistair. While the larger viscet usually trusted his judgement, he’d probably dismiss it as nerves. They were on a supposedly big mission- anyone would get nervous.
And, Fen had to admit- he was rather nervous. Even though he was used to rushing into things with nothing more than improvisation, this wasn’t the same. At least in the other cases, he had information to ignore in favor of being rash.
The more thinking he did, the more things didn’t add up. Not in a big, obvious way, but more subtle, much more subtle than he usually would have noticed. Everything seemed to be off in this universe, not even just headquarters.
Then, maybe he was just overreacting. If everything was a little funky here, that would certainly explain the discrepancies. It made sense, at least. More sense than whatever trail he had been trying to follow. That was probably it. Still, he would remain wary.
Didn’t want any surprises, right? They couldn’t mess this up- it was important, right? Well, Fenway planned on doing the best he could to succeed. Even if it turned out not to be enough in the end, at least he had tried.
The green viscet shook his pelt, frowning. Why such gloomy thoughts all of a sudden? He wasn’t really sure where they had come from. Maybe he should just stop thinking so hard for a bit, give his mind a break.
He relaxed, trying to put everything out of his mind. Maybe he could even pretend this was just a fun trip he and Alistair were taking. Yeah, that sounded good. Nice trip. A vacation, even. A peaceful vacation.
If there was one thing Fenway was good at, it was relaxing. Unfortunately, in this situation, it might have been better if he hadn’t been so quick to dismiss his thoughts and retreat into a fantasy. Perhaps then he wouldn’t have missed the barely discernable sensation of something- or, rather, someone- slipping away from his mind, no longer listening in.
Their job was finished, at least for the moment. Alistair and Fenway were both joking with each other, both in good moods. That should make them at least a bit more receptive. At least, the mysterious presence hoped it would. It would make things easier on everyone if they both actually listened for once.

alistair belongs to myself

[Vluwu]

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Story: Res with living in the swamp + defeating a swamp monster thing
Mark!

[dzo]

-dropping

[sillies]

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mork

[Parasitic Rat]

snippers
also is this an ic batch or ooc?

Ooc!

[DragonCave]

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Tentative wip <3

[Parasitic Rat]

Ends in 4 days! If I can't pick a winner by then, at 1:00 AM CST, it'll be a FCFS~

[shibeboi]

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