[The only flying things on Pandora that had made much of an impression on Krieg were rakks, and the only buggy things there were stalkers. It had taken him a while to get used to the softer ambient noises of this world, where every avian screech or insectoid buzzing doesn't actually indicate an imminent slaughter.
Only occasional ones do.
But he's grown used to the sounds of the natural world, here. Winter had been very quiet, when everything had been blanketed in snow, but there had still been some occasional wildlife activity. As the snow melts and things warm up, however, the world itself seems to be waking up, and Krieg is having the time of his life witnessing the gradual changes as the days pass.]
Yeah!
[She's got her shoes on, and he's ready as always to go out. Mud Pony and Torch Dragon are nestled - comfortably, he assumes - in their Pokeballs on his belt, but Murder Chicken out as always and ready to join the Sylveon and the Riolu for walkies.
Krieg stands up from his seat on the bed and ducks out through the doorway into the hall, where he pauses to wait for her before leading the way outdoors.]
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Only occasional ones do.
But he's grown used to the sounds of the natural world, here. Winter had been very quiet, when everything had been blanketed in snow, but there had still been some occasional wildlife activity. As the snow melts and things warm up, however, the world itself seems to be waking up, and Krieg is having the time of his life witnessing the gradual changes as the days pass.]
Yeah!
[She's got her shoes on, and he's ready as always to go out. Mud Pony and Torch Dragon are nestled - comfortably, he assumes - in their Pokeballs on his belt, but Murder Chicken out as always and ready to join the Sylveon and the Riolu for walkies.
Krieg stands up from his seat on the bed and ducks out through the doorway into the hall, where he pauses to wait for her before leading the way outdoors.]