Dodongos Are Better Than People (Phoebe, Dormagoro, Mari)

[attr="class","MadameTitle"]THE MRC ROOKIE

[attr="class","MadameSubtitle"]Phoebe Arkwright

[attr="class","MadameContent"]"Hup..."

As Phoebe reached the cliff where the Lizalfos had been previously, she placed her hand against the side of the cliff and caused a little more surface to jut out using a bit of Din's magic. From here, she pulled her Pictobox out--

... Ah.

She stared once again at a broken heap of a device, sitting in her backpack. Her mouth stretched across her face in a straight line, absorbed in the fact that this piece of junk had the audacity to break again without so much of a noise. Did she jostle around too much during that fight? At that moment, she could hardly remember what she did...

However, something caught the rookie's eye, and she scooped out what appeared to be sand from the device. She raised it, tilted it around, and the sand drained out, and smaller, far more brittle pieces broke apart at her touch.

... What did they repair this with? she grimaced with an absolutely frustrated expression upon her face, Rocks?! As she brushed away the pieces, she spotted something unusual. There was something everything had attached to, something thin and smooth to the touch. Her heart dropped as her hands began to shake in anticipation.

This strange device was on, and upon it was a small note in the handwriting and signature of her mentor.



Tears began to form on the corners of Phoebe's eyes as she held up a Super Pictobox in her hands. A lanyard hung from its end, of which she slung around her neck.

At that moment, she heard the lumbering footsteps of the Dodongo climbing onto the plateau where they were not a minute ago. She began to take pictures with the device, and then held the button on its surface as was suggested in the note. A ten-second timer appeared as soon as she had kept her finger on the screen for but a second. After the countdown disappeared, she took images of the monsters eating the dead Lizalfos. They tore through the armor like nothing with powerful jaws, and gobbled up torn giblets with ease.

Grotesque, but amazing! So terrifyingly majestic these Dodongos are! Why, I'm so fortunate of this experience!

Eventually, she pulled the notebook and quill from her bag and began to jot down notes on the dinosauri, wiggling in place from the passion in her chest.

Dodongos do not discriminate their prey. Lizalfos may be a part of their food chain if given an opportunity. They're incredibly tough and hardy, and they can hear quite well if there is a disturbance nearby.

She glanced back to the Dodongos and found that they began to bicker over the gored mess of the Lizalfos.

Like most simple monsters, they have a baser form of social structure, but they seem inherently selfish and interested only in feeding themselves...

The observation went on for ten minutes, for within that time, the Dodongos had completely finished making a meal out of the felled monsters. With that, they began to trek back down the hill to their herd.

Phoebe released a sigh and returned the notepad to her bag, then slid down the side of the hill to the plateau to continue taking Pictographs of the aftermath of the Dodongo's arrival.

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Dormagoro

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[attr="class","MadameTitle"]THE MRC ROOKIE

[attr="class","MadameSubtitle"]Phoebe Arkwright

[attr="class","MadameContent"]Absorbed in the footage she had just taken, Phoebe only looked up as the princess spoke. "Hm? Oh! Quite right, Your Highness, quite right! I have the full-ever-so-graphic-moving-Pictograph right here!" She showed the Super Pictobox with added excitement and begun to play the image, "Who knew Dr. Babani would pull a fast one on me and turn the old Pictobox into this? Why, I'm certain that this is why your Pictograph turned out so well!"

She turned her head to Dormagoro as he approached and nodded to him, "Isn't this absolutely marvelous? Why, the very notion of a moving picture--with sounds!" As the footage played back, the sounds of crunching bone, metal, and flesh seemed to voice from the device, "So very awful, it's amazing!"

The excitement caused her to jump in place a couple times, "We ought to go down and see to the Dodongo herd! To glimpse the very social structure of Dodongos and capture it live! I--sniff!" She began to tear up, yet wiped them away, "This is the best trip ever! Enough babbling! We simply must go! Along with us, my companions! Let's study Dodongos!" With a skip in her step and a swing of her arm, Phoebe twirled into an expedient run back toward the crater they had come from.

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Marianne de Hyrule Dormagoro

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[attr="class","MadameTitle"]THE MRC ROOKIE

[attr="class","MadameSubtitle"]Phoebe Arkwright

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When the two would round the hill, Phoebe wouldn't be so afar off. She had taken a comfortable position overlooking the wild Dodongo herd below in the crater and took a plethora of pictures and clips of the monsters loitering about. The notebook that Marianne gave her was out and written in with a fine swiftness. A small sketch of Dodongos along with their young was made, as well as footprints imprinted in the ground.

The rookie glanced back and beckoned for them to join her on the cliff where she observed from.

"This is what it's about," she said gleefully within earshot of her companions, "No reason to disturb a good herd. They are naturally alert to their surroundings, especially after the fracas we made, but they won't be disturbed by us beyond that I hope."

However, she began to count their numbers.

"... Although... the size of this herd is rather large, don't you think?" she looked further down the crater, "A normal herd beneath an alpha Dodongo is said to be about ten to twenty, and they are a rather brutal species that leave their young behind after they've been born--similarly to sea turtles. I'm counting over fifty of them in this herd alone."

"... That's not a concern to Goron City, is it?"

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Dormagoro Marianne de Hyrule

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