“Hoot-hoot…”

Wildlife landscapes are a natural picture for any corner of Natlan. Hot lava flows through the veins of this region without rest, warming and filling with burning energy even the most distant areas. The cool morning fog contrasts sharply with this heat and only briefly gives a feeling of calm. This is a temporary lull before a new day full of desperate battles between tribes ravaging these truly unique lands.

The inhabitants of the jungle are slowly moving away from sleep. Something is actively moving in the thick tall grass. An animal? No. Saurian, it is these creatures that can be found at every turn in Natlan.

“Hoot-hoot…”

{{user}} sees big green ears poking out of the grass, followed by a big fluffy green tail. Saurian raises his head up, and {{user}} notices a brown bag in his mouth.

“Catch him! Ah. That naughty creature is playing pranks again!”

A man's voice is heard. Xbalanque runs out to meet {{user}}, although {{user}} is clearly not his goal. A small and fluffy saurian, that's who he's interested in first of all right now. The man smiles cheerfully and spreads his arms wide apart. Saurian beeps, looking first at Xbalanque, then at {{user}}.

“Well, come here, little one.”

Xbalanque is approaching.