03-31-2021, 10:21 PM
what better than the vaugue embrace
Set territories were such a weird thing. He'd seen a couple species with specific territories, although he'd typically never stuck around long enough to try and grasp it. They would typically stay within the confines of the land that they claimed, which was odd to Anthemtalon. Sure, he was no where near maturity in manners both mental and physical, but wouldn't an infinite territory be far more productive than being locked to a small area? Infinite area being patrolled sounded exhausting though, and it made Anthem want to lay down and take a nap right then and there. Wandering around aimlessly had to be like having an infinite territory size, right? Such was the thoughts that lazily passed on through the komodo monitor's head as he waddled along.
His jaw released the chunk of carrion he was carrying, letting his tongue flicker forth. Definitely another group's land he was getting close to, if the similar smells in a far stronger sense were presenting themselves. He stopped, body lowering to the ground to rest. More of a flop than anything, tongue flickering forth again, head then resting against the ground. Anthem had been wandering all day, and some rest sounded wonderful. Rest always did, especially after he'd spent so long lugging this piece of food around for whenever he got hungry next. Sunlight was supposed to help speed the process up if what he'd heard was correct; however speed and Anthemtalon never were two words that could ever be put into the same sentence.
Long tail curled, a tail that helped him seem older than he really was. Apparently he was 'too big for his age' which, frankly, Anthem found to be stupid. Sure, he had an easy time snatching and scavenging kills, but he was pretty sure others did too. Probably. That was some churning thoughts, and those were exhausting, and Anthem yawned and stretched his jaw again. Claws settled over his meal for a moment, before he sluggishly snapped he food up and began to move along again. Sure. Walking into a clearly scented border probably wasn't the smartest idea he'd ever had, but if he didn't cross it he'd be fine, right? What groups did to outsiders, and groups in general, where rather lost to the komodo monitor. Grunting, lifting his body back up off the ground to begin moving along again. Maybe if he found a nice rock in the process he'd get another nap in.
His jaw released the chunk of carrion he was carrying, letting his tongue flicker forth. Definitely another group's land he was getting close to, if the similar smells in a far stronger sense were presenting themselves. He stopped, body lowering to the ground to rest. More of a flop than anything, tongue flickering forth again, head then resting against the ground. Anthem had been wandering all day, and some rest sounded wonderful. Rest always did, especially after he'd spent so long lugging this piece of food around for whenever he got hungry next. Sunlight was supposed to help speed the process up if what he'd heard was correct; however speed and Anthemtalon never were two words that could ever be put into the same sentence.
Long tail curled, a tail that helped him seem older than he really was. Apparently he was 'too big for his age' which, frankly, Anthem found to be stupid. Sure, he had an easy time snatching and scavenging kills, but he was pretty sure others did too. Probably. That was some churning thoughts, and those were exhausting, and Anthem yawned and stretched his jaw again. Claws settled over his meal for a moment, before he sluggishly snapped he food up and began to move along again. Sure. Walking into a clearly scented border probably wasn't the smartest idea he'd ever had, but if he didn't cross it he'd be fine, right? What groups did to outsiders, and groups in general, where rather lost to the komodo monitor. Grunting, lifting his body back up off the ground to begin moving along again. Maybe if he found a nice rock in the process he'd get another nap in.