Medeia cooed softly- her long fingers pressed daintily against the glass, as she gazed inside at the giant beast within. Her tamer- Sarah- sat some way behind her- observing her Trolls interactions with a soft sort of smile on her face.
It was perculiar to say the least, that the tiny Gimme-er wasn't terrified of the pseudo "Troll King"- even if he was secured by several sheets of thick glass wall. Medeia continued to breathe and slobber on the glass- her nails making tiny scratching noises on the glass as she struggled to remain balanced on her hind legs, her elongated front limbs making it awkward to keep her current position.
The "Troll King" himself glared angrily at both the other Troll and Tamer out of one searing red eye. Dave had certainly seen better days- and Sarah guessed he would have been a lot stronger, had it not been for his encounter with the sharp end of a harpoon. Even so, he was remarkably docile for a killer- although Sarah wasn't entirely sure she trusted the beast entirely....
The deep wounds over his biggest right eye were looking inflamed again, and he was beginning to wallow on his belly in the deep water again- the wounds on his chest probably weeping again, as the Troll simply refused to keep his dressings on long enough for those deep lacerations to close.
Medeia cooed again, tapping her nails on the glass to turn Dave's glare towards her. The red eyes swiveled, but the brown Gimme-er held her ground- waving and cooing softly...
And Sarah wondered if Dave took any comfort from it at all...
Had this drawn up for a while- now seems as good a time as any to post it. Working Dave up to level 4 and onwards
Troll species (c) Rinjapine
Dave & Medeia (c) Me