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[Beware, Mayfield! There's a dodo on the loose!

Okay, okay. He's hardly anything to be feared. Quite the opposite, really. Hephaestus might be big, but he's really just like an overly-affectionate, 3-foot-tall pigeon. He's trundling about the neighborhood getting into your business! It seems like his master forgot to lock the gate, and ol' Heph has escaped into town.

Heph, being magically created by Cynric, is smarter than the average dodo, but that's not saying too much. He's a lot like his master, what with his love of people and his curiosity. And you might just find him while you're out and about today!

Maybe he's gotten into your house through a door left ajar. Not to mention you left some delicious fruit out on the kitchen table... or maybe he's playing with the fallen leaves in your yard. He might be in the park too, taking a bath in the water fountain. He could be following you down the street because you *obviously* look like someone who is friendly and interesting! You also might have food. Naturally.

Cynric after awhile will be out looking for him, calling out his pet's name. He'll catch up with him sometime in the evening though.]


[[Just mention a scenario in the post, and if you're approaching Heph or Cynric! Thanks.]]

Date: 2010-11-22 01:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] idkmybfforin.livejournal.com
Maybe humans don't like them. They don't like other dead things.

[This makes sense to a creature who has grown up around corpses, anyway.

The raven hops down, pecking at one of the leaves with her beak.
]

These are crunchy, though. Instead of squishy.

Date: 2010-11-22 04:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dodo-master.livejournal.com
Oh, they're no good to eat! They taste terrible. It's fun though. I don't know why more people do this!

[He runs into the next pile as fast as his stubby legs can carry him, sending them flying. He squawks merrily.]

Date: 2010-11-22 09:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] idkmybfforin.livejournal.com
Maybe they were going to, and forgot?

[Well, why else would you stack leaves into perfectly jump-in-able piles?

Okuu watches the bird-creature dash into the next heap, and the leaves that fly around...and rolls onto her back to try and catch some of these with her feet.
]

Date: 2010-11-23 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dodo-master.livejournal.com
[He cheers you on! Then it occurs to him:]

Hey! What's you're name? There's not many here I can speak too.

Date: 2010-11-23 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] idkmybfforin.livejournal.com
Utsuho! Though my master calls me Okuu.

Date: 2010-11-24 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dodo-master.livejournal.com
I'm Hephaestus. Or Heph. Either or! Is there one you like to be called more, though.

Date: 2010-11-24 11:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] idkmybfforin.livejournal.com
Utsuho is fine. Unless my master calls me by that, then I'm usually in trouble. But you're not, so it's okay.

[...her logic is special, yes.]
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