[Estinien stumbles a bit as his Vulpix leaps to his chest, and reflexively curls his arms under her back paws so she doesn't fall back down. She puts her front paws up on his shoulders so she can sniff at the Murkrow perched on his head.]
Design?
[He doesn't know what evolution is, so some power making these creatures out of thin air is...as good an explanation as any for where they came from, he supposes. But he's never really put much thought to it before. Some distant thought niggling in the back of his head from when he was a simple farmer's son pipes up about breeding particular animals to pass on desired traits, but...]
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Design?
[He doesn't know what evolution is, so some power making these creatures out of thin air is...as good an explanation as any for where they came from, he supposes. But he's never really put much thought to it before. Some distant thought niggling in the back of his head from when he was a simple farmer's son pipes up about breeding particular animals to pass on desired traits, but...]