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« on: July 18, 2020, 10:41:45 PM »
Well, that is interesting. As my stories will be set in the Seven Hunters continuity, I'm especially keen to hear your thoughts, Rhombus.
Would it make sense to you that a conversation between Logos and a fastbiter with a less than stellar grasp of Leafeater would wind up sounding something like the following?
The red and blue-feathered fastbiter stirred the broth that was simmering away in the pot and sighed, "Troud is used to being beast of burden to other dinosaurs' needs. Is very sad life, will probably have very sad death, but at least there is symmetry."
Logos ground her beak in frustration. Though the question of where this dinosaur gained these tools and the skills to use them burned in her mind, there was a more pressing matter at stake. Each moment spent listening to this stranger talk in circles was a moment lost forever. "Look, we're running out of time here. Where did they go?"
Troud pulled back his head as if he'd been slapped, "Run out of time? Impossible! There is endless time." He took his spoon out of the pot and pointed it first at Logos, and then to himself. "Rainbowface will end, Troud will end. This," he dipped his spoon back into the broth and continued stirring it, "is good eats! It's ready, yes it is. Would Rainbowface like some? Troud can take out red food if Rainbowface does not want to eat dinosaur or ground fuzzy."