❝ Yo! It's Dangerous To Go Alone. Take Cacucu With You. ❞ Ifa Totally Means It And Cacucu Flaps Over,

“Seriously bro?” Cacucu lands on Kaeya's head, fluffs up, and makes himself cozy. Yes, perfect. They can nap together. 

   Death by Eepy Disease.

woe shipping sheet be upon ye

a reminder that ifa wear chaps and if it weren’t for his long white coat we could see how those chaps lift his ass so instead here’s Arthur Morgan who can help with our imaginations

Ifa watches how the outlander gently handles the baby saurian and he listens to how Kaeya speaks to the small Iktomisaurus with consideration and respect.

It pleasantly surprises the saurian vet and a small smile spreads across his dark features; Ifa knows an opportunity when he sees one. 

The Tlalocan moves in closer, offering the saurian in Kaeya's arms the cracker and he draws the needle closer to the tiny Iktomisarus' thigh. Ifa pushes back the soft dew feathers of the baby dragon and with a quick yet steady focus he administers the intramuscular injection. The Iktomisarus flaps its small wings with sad little hoos and Ifa draws the syringe back. He raises his gloved hand to the Iktomisarus' head and soothes it with a light pet and gentle smile. 

❝ There we go, all done. You're so good, little gal. ❞ Ifa discards the used syringe in it's proper sharps container and looks to Kaeya, easily impressed by how the calvary captain manages the baby saurian, but also … he talks funny. 

“The heck are you on about, bro? Chill, bro.” Cacucu squawks out bluntly, flapping his little wings by Ifa's head. 

 ❝ Yeah, man. You talk a'lotta game, but we're done yet. Think you can handle a few more. I owe you big time. ❞ Ifa chuckles with a small smile. He appreciates Kaeya's assistance. 

   ' Aye aye, Mr.-Vet-Who-Dislikes-Fooling-Around. Fine, I'll help. But you seem to have the situation under control already, ' Kaeya exhales a sigh of fake exasperation, clearly unwilling to part with his very cute, very warm hat who seems to have taken an interest in him. In fact, while well-behaved, the other Iktomisaurus seem to have noticed him, eyeing him with questions in their big eyes. But it seems like the reward is delicious crackers to munch on, so they stay well in line.

   The one in his arms, however, makes a small squeak of alarm at the sight of the syringe.

   ' Aaah, I get it. ' He's solemnly nodding at the poor baby as he presses in the blue-ish fur of his cape. ' I know, look at that. Seems like a big deal, eh? But it'll prickle for just a moment, our dear vet will make sure that it only stings for a very small time. And then... '

   Ah, look at this. Mischief written all over his face as he looks at Ifa, the cavalry captain slowly carries the now-more-agreeable saurus towards the vaccination point.

   ' ...And then, you can start haggling on how many delicious crackers you want to keep your silence. Start with two and half, and make sure to get to five to really dig the point in that you can't be easily bribed. Or, well, you can be bribed... ' He stops for a moment, considering something inane. ' But master vet is exiting this deal dry. Oh yes, he is. '

   It doesn't help that the little Iktomisaurus group are now looking directly at ifa. The babies are craving the honey-flavored sweets, bro.

Ifa isn't sure how he's come into this situation or knows who ( or what ) he's helping, but The Tlalocan veterinarian can't do nothing. Ifa removes his medical satchel from his belt and lays it out for the creature to see everything he's doing.

He reaches into the satchel for triage materials and Cacucu knows the drill, the saurian raptor hovers down and turns his back to Ifa, giving his colleague the chance to reach into little backbag for smaller medical items. Ifa is ready to begin his care and he perks up at hearing the guttural plea from the creature. He blinks with surprise before nodding his head. Of course.

❝ I'll help you, bud, no worries there. I'm gonna look at you now, okay? ❞

Ifa can see they are infected with abyssal corruption and likely … far from human. They have a tail, indigo claws, eyes like a sea of stars, and a devolved speech pattern. Ifa will have to try his best here. He's not even sure if they need a regular doctor, a vet, or The Traveler who can heal abyssal corruption. 

Somehow, Ifa can hear his ancestors cursing him ( with brooms in hands ) from beyond the Night Kingdom. He's healing abyssal creatures now? 

"Relax, bro. We got you, bro!" Cacucu squawks to reassure the creature and Ifa motions again for the raptor to stay back. He can't risk Cacucu catching any abyssal corruption. Ifa too can catch it himself, but that doesn't seem to concern him. 

❝ Almost done. You're doing good. ❞ Ifa explains as he finishes wrapping a bandage.

❝ But, you're going to need more help than this. Do you know where you are, or what happened to you? Who you are? ❞

Doodle ( ´-ω-)

Ifa's guide to saurians: 

Tepetlisaur - Helpful, curious, and friendly in nature. They’ve learned to co-exist with humans, even recognizing when humans are in need of aid, altering and rescuing humans. Their offspring remain with parents and have shown to care for parents in late age. They have extremely hard scales, needing specially designed surgical tools to sept and extract. Teptlisaurs will eat anything and often have gastrointestinal issues. 

Iktomisaur - Observant, curious, and calm in nature. They display the most intelligence and understanding of complex human emotions and speech. They are the least aggressive and territorial of saurians. Iktomisaurs mate for life and tend to have bacterial infection on their talons or have feather lice; love to eat bananas the most. 

Koholasaur - Intelligent and wary of humans, but known to forge bonds with humans after mutual signs of trust and kindness. They tend to remain within their pods, but known to be curious and enjoy the festive music of The People of Springs. Omnivores and known to eat their own kind. They tend to have health conditions later in life, such as cancers and ulcers, and often lose teeth throughout their lives, they regrow. 

Yumkasaur - Friendly and extremely curious in nature. They are not the brightest of saurians, they frog blink. They tend to have so. many. trauma. related. injuries. due to constant aerodynamic lifestyle. They are only aggressive and territorial when young are threatened. The are the second most dangerous of saurians with powerful hind legs and talons that can crush with incredible pressure. They enjoy fruits and love to lick Flamegranates. 

Qucusaur - They are more aggressive and territorial than Yumkasaur. The most vocal of saurians and shows intelligence through complex forms of communication. They are harder to form bonds with, often humans need to prove their worth. However, extremely loyal when bonded to a human and some will only take one human rider in a lifetime. Perhaps, the most dragon-like. They fly and hunt in packs with a female leader. They tend to have more social and psychological issues within their own species, a survival-of-the-fits type of hierarchy, and shunning outliners of their packs. They are also known to have feather lice, otolaryngological issues, and heartburn. Strictly carnivorous. 

Tatankasaur - The most dangerous of saurians in all of Natlan. A stampeding herd can cause the most tragic destruction towards human settlements, but they can also be the most useful, and can pull things 3x their own weight. They are slow, but resilient, and have six stomachs. They live the longest out of all the saurians, and tend to have quite a wide range of health issues, ranging from fungal infections and bacterial infection, etc. Herbivores. The most dependent on humans for horn and paw care. They have great memory, and are shown to even enjoy playing along with humans of The Collective of Plenty. 

Sesame is busy making biscuits on Cacucu

“Oh dear! Oh dear!” Cacucu is shaking like a leaf. This is it, this is how he goes. Wait for him ancestors in the Night Kingdom. What will he tell them? Eaten by the chubbiest cat? 

Ifa Doodle

@ifadoc sent: “Don’t shoot the messenger, Granny.” Ifa holds up his hands to Citlali, knowing she’s about to erupt with temper. Ifa honestly tries his best to stay out of familial disputes, but it’s a little hard when Ororon sends Ifa as his delivery person and learns firsthand that Ororon has been avoiding her for a reasons, avoiding a lecture. Either way, Ifa ends up in the middle of it and can only nod his head, listening to the elder. “I’ll make sure to scold him an’ grab ‘em by his nose, for real.” Ifa jokes as he lifts the heavy basket of fresh produce and carries it into Citlali’s home. “Oh, I also threw in some fruits and jerky for you, Granny.”

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 vibrating with anger around her ... the youth these days! "Do you really think I'm just going to let this slide?" Citlali scoffed, arms crossing over her chest as she looked up at the said 'messenger'. "You know, Ifa, you're just as bad as Ororon. How many times are you going to come all the way over here to our tribe on his behalf? You're just enabling his behavior!"

Even despite her height, Citlali waited for the vet to set down the produce in her home. It wasn't like she was going to turn down the free goods. However, it was far from enough to get Ifa out of this predicament. "Hold up, young man," She remarked, "I can't be bribed with food." Her annoyance was only growing the more she thought about Ororon's avoidance. When would he learn to take accountability?

"Since Ororon is going to stay in hiding, you're going to have a seat right there," The woman pointed to the table nearby, brows creasing as she somewhat pouted in her expression. "Do you really call yourself an adult by allowing Ororon to flounce around like he's still a rebellious teenager? You're supposed to be setting an example for him as his elder! Honestly—how long does it take you kids to learn what responsibility is? Frankly, Ifa, I'm disappointed in you. For starters—"

She then proceeded to lecture him for the next forty-five minutes.