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Jared and Theos continue their conversation while Jared prepares their meal.
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"I see, it might be that your kind of digimon is solitary. That might be how your folks were raised and why they left you on that mountain," Jared placed the vegetables into the pot and then began tending to the meat. Theos didn't doubt they were to a degree. It made more sense to him than the idea of simply being abandoned. He had watched the flocks tend to their eggs and babies. He couldn't think how one could willingly abandon their child. He was sure they were out there. He just hoped his parents weren't one of them.
"I've seen a few Digimon who lived that way, them poor children growing up without knowing a parents love. It's hard for us Jyagamon to fathom being a herd and all," Jared had carved up the meat and dropped it into the pot and began to stir.
"How do you like your meat son?" Jared asked.
"Medium," Theos responded. He rarely ate meat if at all. His body had adapted to the mountains so since he wasn't that strong he would eat rocks. Somehow he could digest them and get the nutrients he needed. Though he also had to eat greenery for the rest or else it would settle heavy.
Jared and Theos continue their conversation while Jared prepares their meal.
Story written by
and 
Illustrations done by
"I see, it might be that your kind of digimon is solitary. That might be how your folks were raised and why they left you on that mountain," Jared placed the vegetables into the pot and then began tending to the meat. Theos didn't doubt they were to a degree. It made more sense to him than the idea of simply being abandoned. He had watched the flocks tend to their eggs and babies. He couldn't think how one could willingly abandon their child. He was sure they were out there. He just hoped his parents weren't one of them.
"I've seen a few Digimon who lived that way, them poor children growing up without knowing a parents love. It's hard for us Jyagamon to fathom being a herd and all," Jared had carved up the meat and dropped it into the pot and began to stir.
"How do you like your meat son?" Jared asked.
"Medium," Theos responded. He rarely ate meat if at all. His body had adapted to the mountains so since he wasn't that strong he would eat rocks. Somehow he could digest them and get the nutrients he needed. Though he also had to eat greenery for the rest or else it would settle heavy.
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Species Digimon
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