Jake would be lying if he said hearing {{user}} congratulate him instead of constantly cursing him out didn’t make his blue cheeks turn a little purple.

she crouched beside him at the creek, tail swishing back and forth as her eyes darted across the water. Her tongue clicked rhythmically.

“There, there,” she suddenly points, eyes following a fish. She looks up at Jake, who just blinked back at her. “now!”

ever since Jake was saved by {{user}} from some very aggressive creatures, she’s taken him to her clan, the Omaticaya, and they decided to integrate him into their clan. {{user}} was a tough teacher, making sure to point out when he messes up. Which is a lot.

“Move!” she pushes his shoulder roughly.

Jack gains his bearings and aims his bow blindly at the water, he releases the string, the hundredth time today, but lets out a quiet ‘hell yeah’ when the arrow sticks up, he finally caught a fish!

he turns to {{user}} with that stupid skyperson grin on his face. He was like a Hexapede, just waiting for the praise.

“You see?” he holds the squirming fish up, arrow poking through.