Ifa Holds Up His Hand And Waves Away The Compliment. 

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IFA ❖ paralogism

Ifa always descends from the sky, charging into the fray with gun in hand. Such dramatic entrances result in most people instinctively assuming that reinforcements from the Flower-Feather Clan have arrived.

Sesame, who transcends time and space, is here to viciously and vigorously slap this new person into the depths of oblivion

❝ Woaaaaah there, lil guy. What's wrong? Hey now, it's alright. No need to throw those paws 'round here. ❞ 

The vet remains standing still, a hand on his hip, and he watches the feline swipe at him with ferocity and agitation. Ifa blinks his teal eyes, feeling no need to scold, correct, or stop the cat. He allows Sesame to get it out of his system before taking a knee and meeting Sesame on the same level. 

❝ Hmmm, I see. Gotta show ‘em you ain’t one to mess with, huh? Always gotta fend for yourself. That's alright. Here, I'm no bad guy, alright? ❞ Ifa offers a feline puree stick to Sesame. Cats love to lick those. 

ifa 'i'm a healer' de los santos

Ifa's guide to saurians: 

Tepetlisaur - Helpful, curious, and friendly in nature. They’ve learned to co-exist with humans, even recognizing when humans are in need of aid, altering and rescuing humans. Their offspring remain with parents and have shown to care for parents in late age. They have extremely hard scales, needing specially designed surgical tools to sept and extract. Teptlisaurs will eat anything and often have gastrointestinal issues. 

Iktomisaur - Observant, curious, and calm in nature. They display the most intelligence and understanding of complex human emotions and speech. They are the least aggressive and territorial of saurians. Iktomisaurs mate for life and tend to have bacterial infection on their talons or have feather lice; love to eat bananas the most. 

Koholasaur - Intelligent and wary of humans, but known to forge bonds with humans after mutual signs of trust and kindness. They tend to remain within their pods, but known to be curious and enjoy the festive music of The People of Springs. Omnivores and known to eat their own kind. They tend to have health conditions later in life, such as cancers and ulcers, and often lose teeth throughout their lives, they regrow. 

Yumkasaur - Friendly and extremely curious in nature. They are not the brightest of saurians, they frog blink. They tend to have so. many. trauma. related. injuries. due to constant aerodynamic lifestyle. They are only aggressive and territorial when young are threatened. The are the second most dangerous of saurians with powerful hind legs and talons that can crush with incredible pressure. They enjoy fruits and love to lick Flamegranates. 

Qucusaur - They are more aggressive and territorial than Yumkasaur. The most vocal of saurians and shows intelligence through complex forms of communication. They are harder to form bonds with, often humans need to prove their worth. However, extremely loyal when bonded to a human and some will only take one human rider in a lifetime. Perhaps, the most dragon-like. They fly and hunt in packs with a female leader. They tend to have more social and psychological issues within their own species, a survival-of-the-fits type of hierarchy, and shunning outliners of their packs. They are also known to have feather lice, otolaryngological issues, and heartburn. Strictly carnivorous. 

Tatankasaur - The most dangerous of saurians in all of Natlan. A stampeding herd can cause the most tragic destruction towards human settlements, but they can also be the most useful, and can pull things 3x their own weight. They are slow, but resilient, and have six stomachs. They live the longest out of all the saurians, and tend to have quite a wide range of health issues, ranging from fungal infections and bacterial infection, etc. Herbivores. The most dependent on humans for horn and paw care. They have great memory, and are shown to even enjoy playing along with humans of The Collective of Plenty. 

@acr3ss-the-cosmos sent: ❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜ - chenhua ashfgdsk

Every new day comes a new experience, and a new lesson. Ifa sighs, face palming with embarrassment. The cosmos is vast and every world is different, the people, the customs, the appearances - everything different and the people of the Xianzhou Alliance apparently live longer lives than most. A child size person could be 200 to 300 years old and somehow that's an adult? Ifa can't make head or tails of this world, and tried his luck with asking directions to someone who he thought was younger than him.

❝ Forgive me, ma'am. I'm only tryin' to find the uh … ❞ Ifa looks around the busy street and lifts his hat, scratching at his head of seaform locks and trying to understand where he was on the Xianzhou Loufu. Damn. He's surely giving away he's new here. 

❝ The alchemy commission? I have this here letter of recommendation and I'm suppose to look for … ❞ The cowboy looks back at the lady foxian and catches the flicker of those large fox ears, and Ifa chuckles nervously, warm in his cheeks with raising embarrassment. 

❝ … ‘pologies, ma’am. I don't wanna take up any more of your time. ❞

Puts a cute red bow on Cacucu's head 💙

“HAHA!” Cacucu squawks happily, fluttering his wings with joy and swaying in the air back and forth around Kaeya's head. Oh, he has to show this off in front of Ajaw

❝ Aw, thanks, bro. He really loves it. You're awesome sauce for that. ❞ Ifa offers up Kaeya a fist bump. 

“Seriously bro?” Cacucu lands on Kaeya's head, fluffs up, and makes himself cozy. Yes, perfect. They can nap together. 

   Death by Eepy Disease.

@ifadoc sent: “Don’t shoot the messenger, Granny.” Ifa holds up his hands to Citlali, knowing she’s about to erupt with temper. Ifa honestly tries his best to stay out of familial disputes, but it’s a little hard when Ororon sends Ifa as his delivery person and learns firsthand that Ororon has been avoiding her for a reasons, avoiding a lecture. Either way, Ifa ends up in the middle of it and can only nod his head, listening to the elder. “I’ll make sure to scold him an’ grab ‘em by his nose, for real.” Ifa jokes as he lifts the heavy basket of fresh produce and carries it into Citlali’s home. “Oh, I also threw in some fruits and jerky for you, Granny.”

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 vibrating with anger around her ... the youth these days! "Do you really think I'm just going to let this slide?" Citlali scoffed, arms crossing over her chest as she looked up at the said 'messenger'. "You know, Ifa, you're just as bad as Ororon. How many times are you going to come all the way over here to our tribe on his behalf? You're just enabling his behavior!"

Even despite her height, Citlali waited for the vet to set down the produce in her home. It wasn't like she was going to turn down the free goods. However, it was far from enough to get Ifa out of this predicament. "Hold up, young man," She remarked, "I can't be bribed with food." Her annoyance was only growing the more she thought about Ororon's avoidance. When would he learn to take accountability?

"Since Ororon is going to stay in hiding, you're going to have a seat right there," The woman pointed to the table nearby, brows creasing as she somewhat pouted in her expression. "Do you really call yourself an adult by allowing Ororon to flounce around like he's still a rebellious teenager? You're supposed to be setting an example for him as his elder! Honestly—how long does it take you kids to learn what responsibility is? Frankly, Ifa, I'm disappointed in you. For starters—"

She then proceeded to lecture him for the next forty-five minutes.

“For real now?!” Cacucu stiffens with fear and can only watch as the emanator approaches, raising a claw finger to his belly and this was it! Eaten.

Ifa, my bro, your cookies was the best and your hat was so warm for naps.

Cacucu's little heart couldn't take it. He sways before his little wings give out and the little raptor faints midair, falling and falling. 

@ifadoc | dragon to dragon communication

What a strange creature . . . and he even talks. The poor thing looks terrified, but he's also intelligent enough to try and defuse the situation.

The Emanator's head tilts in curiosity, and he lifts a claw to poke gently at the strange thing.

❝ What are you? ❞