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[chabiikkaku]

((OKAY, elm mod accepted, okay, the green devil has found a home.... so are you talking about the angel?))

[grapejuice]

((hey, since these are breedable, think when Trickster is older he and Dejvu can breed?))

I watched Trickster, and became startled when out came another elm. When he growled, I hushed him, then noticed the elm's owner step out. I whistled for Trickster, and looked up to the other person. " G nine? " I questioned, looking down to my silly green elm, who was now sniffing curiously at Dejvu. He began to nip playfully at her, and fluttered up, flapping his little green wings so he hovered just about the ground.

[chabiikkaku]

((Ya, once trickster grows more))
"G nine, coloring green, or G, seedling nine. You see at first they start out as seeds, and need to be planted, but wilds have often already grown. so ya, there you have it." Blurrbee smiled and looked down at Trickster and Dejvu. Dejvu fluttered from Blurrbee's arms and jumped at Trickster, playfully. Her spots glistened in the sun, and she had a sudden burst of energy, and fell backwards, but saved herself with several jumps.
"She's never this entergetic."

[The White Lioness]

(Thanks for accepting! And yes, the angel one.)

[Wesley]

A ATTEMPT AT A CAPTURE!

As I stroll through the forest catiously, I hear a little rustle in the trees and bushes. I hesitate and begin scanning, repeatedly looking up-and-down; side-to-side. I begin to turn around shifty-eyed and out pops a little white elm tree dog, right in front of me. The halo shines brightly and I begin to think I spotted an angel...[/size]
What will you do to attempt capture? (like fight it, attack it, etc.): I look around for something and find these sweet red berries. I take them and set them closer to the creature and open my shoulder-strap bag wide. It grabs the berries and I slip it into my bag, carrying it jollily to my home.
If you caught it, will where you keep it?: I'd keep it snuggled in a little "forest" surrounding, right outside of my own little "shack" of a home.
Its new name if you catch him!: Betta
Breedable?: Yes

[chabiikkaku]

~The doctor~

The angel dodges and scampers off, what should you do?

Wesleydog

The angel, has scampered off from ~the doctor~, and he stares at you and gives no patience, he's scared, and tries to find a way out. He growls, and seemingly not angel anymore. He jumps from the bushes and crawls lowly against the ground, growling and even hissing, obviously a warning. what do you do?

[Wesley]

As I see how the little one has reacted, I see also that he needs to be more hand-held [in other words, he's OBVIOUSLY NOT used to humans at ALL]. I sit down calmly and fold my legs criss-cross. I also fold my hands and stare at the impatient creature. He scampers off a little further and I begin to panic a bit, however, I do not show it. I make a verbal awkward cooing noise that seems to get the little guy's attention. I call him by the name, "Betta" a special name I had given him. It meant "fighter; strong". I knew suddenly that is was the perfect name for him. He hears it and both of his ears dart up. He gingerly comes closer, inch by inch and begins to sniff my fingers, touching them with his tiny nose. I suddenly wonder if his attitude has changed toward me...

[Wesley]

I look around curiously to see if anything is happening but don't see others nearby.

[chabiikkaku]

The angel approaches awkwardly, hes not comfortable yet, he's suddenly confused, he sniffs toward your hand, with a little growl, but he opens his mouth and.....
licks wesleydog's hand just a little bit and backs off at the odd taste.

[Wesley]

When I see the angel back off so suddenly, I automatically remember that I forgot to wash my hands after my foraging. Eww.. I look for a creek nearby and see him following me. Knowing that he OBVIOUSLY doesn't like me YET, I wonder what he's doing. I sit down at the creek side and place my legs in the water. I swoosh the water around, unsure of what the angel is doing for a while. I'm suddenly care free and I stick my hands in to wash them. When I turn, the angel is staring intently at something that I cannot identify. I look at him for a while and decide to take a risk. I reach out my hand to pet him, breaking his concentration from whatever he was staring at. For a second I run my fingers through his "fur" and suddenly he pounces. I try to get closer but he won't let me. After "chasing" him for some time, I look. He has a wound on his shoulder, near where I had petted him, how could he trust me now after I was so close to that sore????? I gaze around loooking for something that may work for ointment and sit there making it quickly. He stares at me, probably thinking that I'm crazy. I put the liquid that I have made on a leaf and allow him to sniff it a safe distance away from me. When he does, I think that he is satisfied, because he allows me to rub a bit on his shoulder. He cringes for a bit but sits up straight when I back off. I'm unsure of what he does next...