Let's decide to be the architects, the masters of our fate
The idea of an animal doctor was interesting to Noah. 'Excuse me if this seems like a rude question, but was that a useful profession? Being a veterinarian, I mean." Noah was not sure that the people in Halo cared enough about animals to seek medical attention for them should they fall ill. Aside from companions, most people here would just put down a sick dog. Not a lot of people kept pets. He knew, too, that magic healed more here than other, more traditional remedies. Was there magic in your homeworld?' He asked. He might be able to understand it a little more if there was an absence of magic...but the idea of keeping pets in Caido was different than of Chulane's homeworld, he assumed.
His question was half answered when Chulane went on about the dragons. While there were some creatures he thought mythological, there was some part of him that believed they existed somewhere, even if it had been centuries since their last documented sighting. 'There are mountains outside of Halo where dragons populate more than any other creature.' There were legends and stories he had heard his entire life about men -- some brave and some stupid - traveling to these mountains in an attempt to slay the most fearsome of dragons. None of these legends ended with the men returning home.
He nodded his feline head, 'Yes, Flowerbirth always brings work.' Noah, himself, needed to start his scouting come spring.
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