[Perish the thought! Venomous and Covered In Big Pointy Spines with Huge Teeth is always permitted his fill of whatever he can catch in the garden. And the midden-heap. And...well. He might be starting to look a little thick around the middle, for a nug.

Exercise might be on order. For right now, however, he will take head scratches and look much less nervous than he had. This new Faun IS good people.

Myr's expression falls a little as Hector says that and it hits him, once again, how isolating falling through a mirror was. His bees at least were enough like the native sort they've already interbred and happily cast several new swarms, but a nug...]

It makes you wonder, [he says, suddenly,] if a Witch couldn't create another one, given an example. Like your hybrid plants.

[The mabari back home were bred through magic. Maybe...

Well, maybe that's also tampering with nature far beyond what's licit or ethical, on Geardagas. Another moral quandary for Myr to ponder when he can't sleep.]

Maker, like you'd put on a mabari for war? [Wait, did the mabari have spiked harnesses? He's pretty sure they do. He read that somewhere.] We've got to. It's the least we can do for his--ambitions.

[And, he's pretty sure it would look adorable. Fearsome, but adorable.]