An Unorthodox Family

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After the feast, he looked around, with his surrogate father, to find himself a pet.

"what kind of pet are you looking for?" Deathbringer asked.

"adorable one, or ones if i find a cute lil' scavenger," he replied

"why not eat one"

"they taste nasty, blech,"saying that he made a sickly face and continued the search. After some time he found a scavenger, more with his mind than anything else.

He thought he heard a tiny, yet deepish voice say 'dragon' but he shrugged it off and approached him. "hey there lil' guy, don't worry i wont hurt you, unless you hurt me" he said to the little creature.

"they can't under stand us Plantain,"stated his surrogate father.

"oh i can, and i won't harm you" the scavenger said.

"Whoa, how are you doing that, scavengers cant speak," he asked.

" a spell to amplify my voice and i'm using your language" the scavenger responded, "scavenger er, well we call ourselves humans"

"you'll be my pet, wont you?" he asked

"but of course, you know how to feed us, yes?"

"i do, you can draw what you need so you don't have to use a spell" he replied. After some time he finally had a little pouch for the scavenger to ride in, and was off.

"I'll call you....Fox, how's that?" he asked, receiving a nod on the way back.