二十九

[anatural]

[ action ]
[After dropping Korra off for her duties at the Welcome Center, Naga is padding her way through the City, heading back to the Beach House. Her jaw is hinged wide open as she pants to try and keep cool, and her hackles are raised.

Something is very wrong with this place. It's not just the climate, which is too hot for an arctic animal like herself. There is something unnatural going on with the environment and the polar bear dog does not like it. There's too little water. The plants are unhappy. The wild animals she snacks on are fewer in number.

Who, what, and wherefore aren't questions she's capable of asking. All she knows, as she stops by the Fountain to lap up some of the water, is that she Does Not Like This.]

[ooc: Care to run into a cranky dehydrated polar bear dog? You've got options!

option a: run into Naga anywhere in the City!
option b: run into Naga and Korra in the evening when Naga picks Korra up again]

Comments

b; evening. Naga now, Korra later

[ruthless_hunter]

[Lockdown's doing his usual drive around in car mode when he spots an animal that he swears is familiar. He hits the brakes when it comes to him. The animal that tried to eat him the last time he was a kiwi. Lockdown slowly drives up to the animal, rolls down his window, and looks at it with his holographic human avatar, eyes narrowed and face hard.]

So, we meet again.

mwahaha

[anatural]

[Naga tilts her head as the vehicle pulls up to her and slows down. She doesn't recognize him, but she does recognize anger.

She bares her teeth, a warning from one predator to another. Don't mess with me.]

[ruthless_hunter]

[The avatar vanishes and Lockdown transforms into robot mode, kneeling down to growl back.]

[anatural]

[WHAT THE -- Naga instinctively lashes out with her right paw, claws angled to gouge his face.]

[ruthless_hunter]

[Lockdown quickly stands to his full height - about as tall as a street lamp - away from the creature's claws.]

Now who's on top'a the food chain?

[anatural]

[Gloat all you want -- Naga doesn't understand a word you're saying. She does, however, understand that you've pulled back from her attack. And while she might not be as tall as a streetlamp, she'll still stand on her hind legs, making herself as large as possible as she roars.]

[ruthless_hunter]

What're you gonna do? Nibble my tires?

[He wonders if it'd be gaudy to hang this thing's pelt on his wall. Then again, skinning this thing would require smaller tools, as opposed to skinning a dinosaur head or dragon claw down to the bone.]

[anatural]

[No, she's just going to keep growling. Intimidation is a predator's key tool. She's not backing down until he gives her a reason to.]

[ruthless_hunter]

[He's just going to sit right back down and glare at the animal. Maybe he'll make a hood cozy out of it or stuff it. He's been reading up on this thing called taxidermy.]

[anatural]

[Luckily for....one of them, maybe both, Korra hears the growls and comes over.]

What's going on?

[ruthless_hunter]

[Lockdown glances at the newcomer.]

Beat it, kid, this is between me and the furrball.

[anatural]

That furrball is my best friend!

[She steps between Naga and this...whatever it is.]

[ruthless_hunter]

And just who are you supposed to be?

[anatural]

[At one point, she would have had an answer to that. I'm the Avatar, and you gotta deal with it! But not anymore. Now she's just --]

Korra.

[It doesn't sound nearly as impressive, but she pulls herself up to her full height anyway.]

Don't mess with my friend.

[ruthless_hunter]

Never heard of ya'.

[anatural]

Yeah, well, I haven't heard of you either. The point is, you need to leave Naga alone!