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Theos understands Jareds warning but also learns there is much more he doesn't know and asks the old digimon to teach him what he knows.
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Novel can be found here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22035647/
"I definitely don't want to go back into the desert though. My body nearly became solid rock out there," He says looking at himself. It was true, he would have to wait before going back out there.
"That is rare in today's age. It's been a long time since I have seen a digimon actively seek out a human, ever since the great war and all. Are you looking for W.A.D.A. humans?" Jared asked, his stomach gurgling once more. It seemed he was so caught up with caring for young Theos that he neglected his own hunger, he simply patted it and waited for Theos to finish drying and speak when ready.
"You should really be careful, not all humans are as they appear." He added.
"Neither are all digimon...honestly I really do have so much to learn," He looked downcast a moment. "I was never told about a war. Are things okay between our species? I've heard so many things but the mountains are so isolated. Who knows how old or if even certain news reaches our ears..." He realized there was a lot more he didn't know than he had originally thought. He knew he was naive but this naive was a surprise even to him.
He'd heard so many stories as he grew up. Since he looked like a rock when he was younger, he'd camouflage himself outside of nests eating scraps. During those times he'd hear stories from parents to children or from between parents. Though no one even interacted with him directly he never felt alone. The sounds of their voices kept him company. He continued this till he became a child and could no longer hide. It didn't matter though. Orphaned as he was, many of the mountain digimon took pity on him. Some didn't, but he learned to avoid their territory and he managed to survive this long.
He didn't let his naivete get him too far down though. Sure he had more to learn than he originally thought. Yet, that also meant it was good he started this early. He was young and he would have more time to learn what he could. That is right.
"I'd love to learn from someone such as yourself...if you don't mind that is," Theos said determined. He would beat his own naivete. He was good at listening; and listening to Jared stories would help him all the more. Even if he didn't know a lot. What he knew was different from Theos. Which simply made it valuable to him.
Theos understands Jareds warning but also learns there is much more he doesn't know and asks the old digimon to teach him what he knows.
Story written by
and 
Illustrations done by

Novel can be found here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22035647/
"I definitely don't want to go back into the desert though. My body nearly became solid rock out there," He says looking at himself. It was true, he would have to wait before going back out there.
"That is rare in today's age. It's been a long time since I have seen a digimon actively seek out a human, ever since the great war and all. Are you looking for W.A.D.A. humans?" Jared asked, his stomach gurgling once more. It seemed he was so caught up with caring for young Theos that he neglected his own hunger, he simply patted it and waited for Theos to finish drying and speak when ready.
"You should really be careful, not all humans are as they appear." He added.
"Neither are all digimon...honestly I really do have so much to learn," He looked downcast a moment. "I was never told about a war. Are things okay between our species? I've heard so many things but the mountains are so isolated. Who knows how old or if even certain news reaches our ears..." He realized there was a lot more he didn't know than he had originally thought. He knew he was naive but this naive was a surprise even to him.
He'd heard so many stories as he grew up. Since he looked like a rock when he was younger, he'd camouflage himself outside of nests eating scraps. During those times he'd hear stories from parents to children or from between parents. Though no one even interacted with him directly he never felt alone. The sounds of their voices kept him company. He continued this till he became a child and could no longer hide. It didn't matter though. Orphaned as he was, many of the mountain digimon took pity on him. Some didn't, but he learned to avoid their territory and he managed to survive this long.
He didn't let his naivete get him too far down though. Sure he had more to learn than he originally thought. Yet, that also meant it was good he started this early. He was young and he would have more time to learn what he could. That is right.
"I'd love to learn from someone such as yourself...if you don't mind that is," Theos said determined. He would beat his own naivete. He was good at listening; and listening to Jared stories would help him all the more. Even if he didn't know a lot. What he knew was different from Theos. Which simply made it valuable to him.
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