The small ivory cathar crouched in an almost primal manner, his clawed fingers splayed on the cool temple floor. He looked almost tribal, a wild gleam to his eyes, which squinted slightly when he laughed. He lacked any clothing, and cryptic black hieroglyphs covered his body, drawn directly on his ivory fur. He looked as though he had just walked out of some sort of ancient ritual. Startling Okuro had made the boy chuckle a little.
The unusual little cathar prowls forward, on all fours in an almost animal sort of way, looking up at the vase that Okuro had just managed to catch with the force
"Wow, you're pretty quick, I'm impressed"
Chaca said with a mischievous little tone. He seemed to keep a few feet between he and Okuro as though something unfortunate might happen if he had gotten to close
"My name is Chaca. Who are you?"
With a playful and inquisitive little grin, the boy stood up to full height next to another nearby vase on a pedestal. He slowly reached out, taking the vase in his grasp
"Can ya juggle?"
He asked, grinning before tossing the other vase into the air, seeing if Okuro would catch it too while maintaining focus on the other vase
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