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Kiyelt had taken some contemplative time and both observed more radaku doing normal things as well as building up his own muscle mass. Now he was ready to try again. He moved to a clearing which usually had the beasts in it or close by. He sat and waited patiently. A great grey beast sauntered in. He was huge and covered in battle scars clearly an old veteran. Kiyelt didn't think he had prepared enough fo rthis bugg creature...perhaps in a year or so. But he at lest needed to try. He sidled closer and scampered down the tree before walking up to the radaku. He bowned, he wasn't sure why, perhaps because he thought the radaku might indeed be older then he was. He unwound his whip in readiness and the radaku just stared at him like he was an insubordinate pup. So he wasn't even worth the effort of a response then? Had he been here so long they just don't care anymore? Kiyelt decided to push the matter and stepped closer. This pushed him over the line apparently as the old radaku batted him out of the way with no ceremony whatsoever. Kiyelt was now the proud owner of a face full of mud. Well that sucked. He felt little better then the mouse toys his sailscales batted around. At least radaku couldn't fly him up and drop him. He started to make his way back to the tree but another odd silence distracted him. Usually utter quiet meant something radaku sized or bigger. Did the shifters know they had so many here?

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