#t0riko

Skylie was terrified. Positively terrified. She had no clue where she’d fallen into, and the only thing keeping her out of the water was the barrel she clung to. The eerie blue glow it gave off had gotten her attention higher up. It was when she had tried to pick it up that they both took a rather long tumble into a pool below. Far too deep for her to try and stay swimming, too large for her to swim to either side. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9RHFFeQ2tu4

“Easy there big guy... Easy...”

First of all, that was one big animal. Secondly, what the heck was it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AMdm9aNEWEA

It had taken time learning the patterns of the beasts, the movements of the guards. The beings here aren’t very forgiving to things outside their norm, not really. Having the ability to fly aids in avoiding them, being nocturnal also helps to a degree. A soft wind billows through “The Nest”, rustling the thick grass that grew wild on one of the many cliffs. One creature stirs from its slumber, stretching out with a long yawn.

Slowly, carefully, he pushes up and stretches out his legs a bit more fully, toes spreading wide. In the distance, one could make out the rumbling cry of one of those flying beasts. It’s too far away to worry about. Instead the bat moves and stalks through the grass, soon chasing after a hare that had stayed out in the open too long. Scampering, lunging and hurrying, he tears after the chosen prey.

Of course, all focus is on the hare. So the blond bat fails to notice how the air has shifted, a new scent filling it. The prey darts between what, at first seems to be a pair of trees. But then he realizes... those are feathers, not leaves. Dirt flies as the bat skids to a stop and topples backwards.

[[ Depends on the material, but if you use standard material, then a lifesize Trico model would be upwards of $10,000+. ]]

The stronger your bond with Trico is (more barrels found and fed) the more tattoos The Boy will have.