"I know it's impressive that you've got certificates as a hunter, rider, wandering doctor, and courier, but what on earth are you raising?"
Looking at the fantastical scene before him, the old village chief of Kamura Village furrowed his brow.
"These are Canynes. You can ride them?"
The boy pointed to the whole family of Magnamalos, eleven in all, gathered at the village gate.
"These are Palicoes. They're very efficient."
The Nargacuga and Lucent Nargacuga couple cuddling beneath the eaves puffed out their chests.
"Are those two Cohoots? Can they provide support?"
The Malfestio and Qurupeco perched on the roof tilted their heads.
"And these are... throwing items? Never mind, I can't keep this up."
A giant-crowned Gravios was fast asleep, surrounded by ten baby Basarios.
"This one's my dragon son!"
"Squeak!"
A differently colored Khezu was chasing Vespoids and Bnahabras.
"How about this? Will you be the next village chief of Kamura?"
The Rampage and the Qurio crisis and everything else had already ended before they even began.
