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After the very short home tour, Jared is curious to why Theos is down his mountain!
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It was dome shaped and made of what appeared to be a mixture of sand and clay. Not unlike him at this very moment. It was also oddly big for someone so small. It was big enough to comfortably fit Theos and maybe five or ten more of Jared. Jared opened the door and made his way inside. Theos followed at a safer distance letting the wooden door shut behind him. The house was one giant room, the layout of the furniture helped visitors determine what was what. The center of the home had a clay round table, much to big for a single Jyagamon to use up but the perfect size for someone like Theos. On the far end from where the table was; where Jared was hobbling towards, was the kitchen. It was primitive in nature, it had a fireplace and a pot for cooking and a single faucet for water. On the far left side of the table was a very soft clump of dirt; a small divot in the center.
On the far right side was a clay toilet and next to it a large dug out hole with a faucet. It seemed this was the bathroom but it had no privacy whatsoever. The walls inside were adorned with pictures of Jared and other Jyagamon, some very small. Some pictures were very faded and others looked clean but all of them were framed. There didn't seem to be much of anything else in this house.
Theos felt like it was the picture of comfort really. The rocks of the mountains made it impossible to get running water unless the stream was right in your home. Even then those were so rare, one often had to eat snow to get enough water for the day. Cooking was almost completely out of the question with hardly any tender to use besides scraggy brushes. In truth one couldn't call the mountains civilized at all unless you were born into a flock, and he definitely couldn't fly.
"Make yourself at home. Now, how does a mountain boy like you come all the way out here to this town," Jared asked as he started the faucet in the kitchen and began to fill the pot. Theos broke from his reverie as he stared at some of the pictures. He walked over and sat at the table. His ears perked at the sound of running water and his golden eyes watching him curiously.
"Well, I've never left my mountain home. I've heard many stories of other places though, and it made me feel small and....well naive. I figured the only way to get rid of the feeling was to educate myself," Theos explained. Many of the birds had no trouble traveling great distances. They could simply glide on the wind. He on the other hand... walking such distances was going to be troublesome.
After the very short home tour, Jared is curious to why Theos is down his mountain!
Story written by
and 
Illustrations done by
It was dome shaped and made of what appeared to be a mixture of sand and clay. Not unlike him at this very moment. It was also oddly big for someone so small. It was big enough to comfortably fit Theos and maybe five or ten more of Jared. Jared opened the door and made his way inside. Theos followed at a safer distance letting the wooden door shut behind him. The house was one giant room, the layout of the furniture helped visitors determine what was what. The center of the home had a clay round table, much to big for a single Jyagamon to use up but the perfect size for someone like Theos. On the far end from where the table was; where Jared was hobbling towards, was the kitchen. It was primitive in nature, it had a fireplace and a pot for cooking and a single faucet for water. On the far left side of the table was a very soft clump of dirt; a small divot in the center.
On the far right side was a clay toilet and next to it a large dug out hole with a faucet. It seemed this was the bathroom but it had no privacy whatsoever. The walls inside were adorned with pictures of Jared and other Jyagamon, some very small. Some pictures were very faded and others looked clean but all of them were framed. There didn't seem to be much of anything else in this house.
Theos felt like it was the picture of comfort really. The rocks of the mountains made it impossible to get running water unless the stream was right in your home. Even then those were so rare, one often had to eat snow to get enough water for the day. Cooking was almost completely out of the question with hardly any tender to use besides scraggy brushes. In truth one couldn't call the mountains civilized at all unless you were born into a flock, and he definitely couldn't fly.
"Make yourself at home. Now, how does a mountain boy like you come all the way out here to this town," Jared asked as he started the faucet in the kitchen and began to fill the pot. Theos broke from his reverie as he stared at some of the pictures. He walked over and sat at the table. His ears perked at the sound of running water and his golden eyes watching him curiously.
"Well, I've never left my mountain home. I've heard many stories of other places though, and it made me feel small and....well naive. I figured the only way to get rid of the feeling was to educate myself," Theos explained. Many of the birds had no trouble traveling great distances. They could simply glide on the wind. He on the other hand... walking such distances was going to be troublesome.
Category All / Comics
Species Digimon
Size 960 x 1280px
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