Painted Moose
Akeldama rolled her eyes a little. "Well, if you didn't try to keep us caged up like animals we might not wander." And she meant that about all of them. All the Alks treated all the Elaria as though they needed to be confined to a small space or they'd break. Certainly they hadn't been raised that way on the mainland. Had they?
She took a moment to wave her hand dismissively. "Either way, it's not like we have anything to fear from them. They are weaker than us." Akel believed that. Not only were the Elaria getting stronger and stronger by the minute but the Alks that were with them were strong as well.