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Machidael is by Nat!
Machi's toothy grin was, this time, one of amusement. Oasis, he said. The word was known to him, as it was one oft-repeated in many tongues. Those desert sanctuaries were life, after all. Water life, he added. Though his mind was slow and drowsy with the drug, he remembered this above all, and it was precisely why he kept a full skin of water at all times. Though -- here it did not seem water was so hard to come by, and perhaps he'd do better to fill his skin with liquor.
The hybrid nodded a few times, not understanding the phrase "bits and bobs" precisely, but catching the jist. No lots, he said. No trade. Machi himself did not have much to trade, but perhaps some of the warehouse woman's junk -- or even her horse, if he could catch it again -- would prove valuable to Amaury. His ears twitched with the call, and his bright red-orange eyes followed the approach of another canine. He was more yellow and had no white patches, but their relation was unmistakable.
The hybrid nodded his greeting to the newcomer and felt a tap against his shoulder. Its unexpectedness caused him to jump a bit. He snorted thereafter, shaking his head as he settled back down immediately. Dagga, he explained, twirling a finger by his head. His eyes lingered on Luuk, who was taller and larger than his brother by far, and made Machi seem a dwarf in comparison. There was no envy in the russet jackal, however -- he could no more take the man's form than he could change his fur color.
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