[Training Wheels...ish]

[Most Anima hatch pretty quickly. However, most Anima also don't belong to an impatient man whom the universe seems to go out of its way to frustrate. It's been weeks since Moses arrived, and he's mostly been sticking to the outskirts of the city, the uncivilized lands where he feels more at home. But now he seems to have gotten a bright idea, as he's wandered into town, egg in tow, and bargained for a blanket, a scarf and a knitted hat, which he has swaddled his charge and a bladder of hot water in, all while wearing a big, goofy grin.]

Here we are. Obviously it's just too cold for a li'l pup like you, right? This oughta help keep ya nice and toasty.

[Monster Hunting]

[The idea of a land shark might terrify most, but mostly it reminds Moses of a Grand Gaet. Which, granted, would terrify most. Moses, however, just seems excited as he raises his spear to the sky.]

Awright! Let's get this hunt started! We're gonna feast tonight, right Jay?

[His Anima, a horned, wolf-like creature with black fur, lets out a howl, evidently of agreement.]