Dander

A distant buzzing comes from nearby. It gets louder and louder as it gets closer, and then a small, flying silvery object appears! It’s a Cogfly, but slightly different. The most noticeable difference was its face shape, which resembled that of a Weaver’s mask.

Bzzzt! Hello! Am a Cogfly! No name, though. Do you have one?

Volca looks at the cogfly curiously.

Volca! Bzzzt! Pretty name!

Volca is initially taken by surprise when the Cogfly zooms around her, but she then smiles, amused by its happy and high energy.

Bzzzz! It does!

I love to dance. It feels like it’s been a part of me for as long as I remember.

Volca frowns a little when the Cogfly mentions its master is not a fan of dance.

The Cogfly buzzes happily, flying back just a bit to give her more space to move. Its wings beat just a little faster in anticipation.

A distant buzzing comes from nearby. It gets louder and louder as it gets closer, and then a small, flying silvery object appears! It’s a Cogfly, but slightly different. The most noticeable difference was its face shape, which resembled that of a Weaver’s mask.

Bzzzt! Hello! Am a Cogfly! No name, though. Do you have one?

Volca looks at the cogfly curiously.

Volca! Bzzzt! Pretty name!

Volca is initially taken by surprise when the Cogfly zooms around her, but she then smiles, amused by its happy and high energy.

Bzzzz! It does!

I love to dance. It feels like it’s been a part of me for as long as I remember.

A distant buzzing comes from nearby. It gets louder and louder as it gets closer, and then a small, flying silvery object appears! It’s a Cogfly, but slightly different. The most noticeable difference was its face shape, which resembled that of a Weaver’s mask.

Bzzzt! Hello! Am a Cogfly! No name, though. Do you have one?

Volca looks at the cogfly curiously.

Volca! Bzzzt! Pretty name!

Volca is initially taken by surprise when the Cogfly zooms around her, but she then smiles, amused by its happy and high energy.

Bzzzz! It does!

A distant buzzing comes from outside Eva’s tank. It gets closer and closer until it stops short in front of said tank, the noise shifting to sound almost curious. While she cannot see what it is, a certain darkness seems to hover around the object.

The Cogfly lets out a buzz of surprise, fluttering back for a second before coming closer, lightly tapping the glass with its head.

Am not sure how to explain. Bzzz…am a little bug, made of metal and powered by…clockwork? No, cogwork! My master is Dander!

A distant buzzing comes from nearby. It gets louder and louder as it gets closer, and then a small, flying silvery object appears! It’s a Cogfly, but slightly different. The most noticeable difference was its face shape, which resembled that of a Weaver’s mask.

Bzzzt! Hello! Am a Cogfly! No name, though. Do you have one?

Volca looks at the cogfly curiously.

Volca! Bzzzt! Pretty name!

A distant buzzing comes from outside Eva’s tank. It gets closer and closer until it stops short in front of said tank, the noise shifting to sound almost curious. While she cannot see what it is, a certain darkness seems to hover around the object.

The Cogfly lets out a buzz of surprise, fluttering back for a second before coming closer, lightly tapping the glass with its head.

Am not sure how to explain. Bzzz…am a little bug, made of metal and powered by…clockwork? No, cogwork! My master is Dander!

A distant buzzing comes from nearby. It gets louder and louder as it gets closer, and then a small, flying silvery object appears! It’s a Cogfly, but slightly different. The most noticeable difference was its face shape, which resembled that of a Weaver’s mask.

Bzzzt! Hello! Am a Cogfly! No name, though. Do you have one?

A distant buzzing comes from outside Eva’s tank. It gets closer and closer until it stops short in front of said tank, the noise shifting to sound almost curious. While she cannot see what it is, a certain darkness seems to hover around the object.

The Cogfly lets out a buzz of surprise, fluttering back for a second before coming closer, lightly tapping the glass with its head.

The journey back to Bellhart took quite a long time, given how far they have both travelled (and the collective heat from the few lava-filled regions they had to cross again). After many pauses for breaks and the occasional wrong turn, they both eventually found their way back to Greymoor. As soon as Goldie found the tunnel that would lead them back to the town, they practically just ran the rest of the way into it, happy to find their destination at last.

Goldie, meanwhile, was looking at their surroundings. Today the town seemed quieter than usual.

Goldie smiled at them in return, scooting a little closer to them.

Goldie’s rambling immediately petered off, and they looked at Spinner with concern.

“Huh? Where?” Goldie looked around, but it didn’t take them long to find the bug. Sandy fluff, faded purple silk draped over tattered rags…

Before Goldie could respond, the other bug spoke up.

Goldie stiffly nodded.

“H-H-How did y-you find th-that thing?”

“Well, I saved them from those ‘recesses’! They were in pain when they were stuck in the machine! They needed help!” Goldie exclaimed, shocked at his words. He clearly knew about what Spinner was supposed to be, and the rest of their kind. That means he was a Citadel bug too, wasn’t he?

Dander merely glared at them.

A distant buzzing comes from nearby. It gets louder as it approaches, and suddenly the Watcher is accompanied by a silver Cogfly, its face resembling the mask of a Weaver.

The Cogfly lets out a startled chirp, backing away from the blade.

"Weaver! Weaver-made you are! Where is your master from, machine?"

The Cogfly, less threatened, fluttered a bit closer itself.

A distant buzzing comes from nearby. It gets louder as it approaches, and suddenly the Watcher is accompanied by a silver Cogfly, its face resembling the mask of a Weaver.

The Cogfly lets out a startled chirp, backing away from the blade.

The journey back to Bellhart took quite a long time, given how far they have both travelled (and the collective heat from the few lava-filled regions they had to cross again). After many pauses for breaks and the occasional wrong turn, they both eventually found their way back to Greymoor. As soon as Goldie found the tunnel that would lead them back to the town, they practically just ran the rest of the way into it, happy to find their destination at last.

Goldie, meanwhile, was looking at their surroundings. Today the town seemed quieter than usual.

Goldie smiled at them in return, scooting a little closer to them.

Goldie’s rambling immediately petered off, and they looked at Spinner with concern.

“Huh? Where?” Goldie looked around, but it didn’t take them long to find the bug. Sandy fluff, faded purple silk draped over tattered rags…

Before Goldie could respond, the other bug spoke up.

Goldie stiffly nodded.

“H-H-How did y-you find th-that thing?”

The journey back to Bellhart took quite a long time, given how far they have both travelled (and the collective heat from the few lava-filled regions they had to cross again). After many pauses for breaks and the occasional wrong turn, they both eventually found their way back to Greymoor. As soon as Goldie found the tunnel that would lead them back to the town, they practically just ran the rest of the way into it, happy to find their destination at last.

Goldie, meanwhile, was looking at their surroundings. Today the town seemed quieter than usual.

Goldie smiled at them in return, scooting a little closer to them.

Goldie’s rambling immediately petered off, and they looked at Spinner with concern.

“Huh? Where?” Goldie looked around, but it didn’t take them long to find the bug. Sandy fluff, faded purple silk draped over tattered rags…

Before Goldie could respond, the other bug spoke up.

Goldie stiffly nodded.

The journey back to Bellhart took quite a long time, given how far they have both travelled (and the collective heat from the few lava-filled regions they had to cross again). After many pauses for breaks and the occasional wrong turn, they both eventually found their way back to Greymoor. As soon as Goldie found the tunnel that would lead them back to the town, they practically just ran the rest of the way into it, happy to find their destination at last.

Goldie, meanwhile, was looking at their surroundings. Today the town seemed quieter than usual.

Goldie smiled at them in return, scooting a little closer to them.

Goldie’s rambling immediately petered off, and they looked at Spinner with concern.

“Huh? Where?” Goldie looked around, but it didn’t take them long to find the bug. Sandy fluff, faded purple silk draped over tattered rags…

Before Goldie could respond, the other bug spoke up.

does the Cogfly accept petpet?