Tobias damn near flies to the front of the wagon after he exited from the side. The rocks and sand crunch and roll under his boots as he slides to a stop in front of one of the Chocobos. Fortunately the feathered creatures were already settled down enough to where they weren't struggling any longer in the short time it took for the Hyur to get to them.
    He set to work quickly and continues to try and calm the Chocobo down that the driver was having trouble with. Words foreign were spoken as he soothes and coos the yellow bird into tranquility. At first the Chocobo was quite hesitant, slipping and pulling it's head away from Tobias' touch, wanting to keep it's own large black eyes on the creature set in front of it. However, soon the Chocobo begins to steady itself, the ruffled feathers starting to relax and straighten themselves out.Â
    For a moment longer would Tobias continue to speak softly in that comforting tone, making sure that the feathered steed regains it's nerves entirely. The raven haired looks across to the blonde haired who too stands in front of the other Chocobo, calming it down shortly after Tobias. They both exchange a look of relief as they give each other a short laugh.
    Their reprieve was short lived. "Look out!" Kiearia had cried out to the pair of men. All that work for nothing. Tobias barely got a chance to look over at the driver, whom he himself started to turn to look over at the Toxic Toad before the Chocobo's went into their frenzy and knocks him over. The dark hair Hyur did not even get a chance to look back at his Chocobo before it was his turn to get thrown onto his back.
    Tobias was not as fortunate as the driver as he gets quite literally ran over by the large yellow feathered beast. "Guh-hk!" the breath and gurgle forced from his lungs as the Chocobo steps onto his mid-section. The abdomen, crimson liquid flows from the newly given wound after the talon punctures through cloth, leather, and flesh. Then the bird springs off in it's panic. All. That. Work.
    Grimaces and turns over as he attempts to bring himself up to his feet. Then that damned perception, but not that anyone would not notice a huge Toxic Toad looking at them as if they were a delicious piece of morsel. Though admittedly, he was used to those kind of stares...just...not usually coming from actual creatures wanting to make a meal out of him. Usually. "Lovely..." he mutters under strained breath.
    Then Clavier stepped in. ((For clarification, refering to Nirri's post above me since we were apparently posting at the same time xD))
    He set to work quickly and continues to try and calm the Chocobo down that the driver was having trouble with. Words foreign were spoken as he soothes and coos the yellow bird into tranquility. At first the Chocobo was quite hesitant, slipping and pulling it's head away from Tobias' touch, wanting to keep it's own large black eyes on the creature set in front of it. However, soon the Chocobo begins to steady itself, the ruffled feathers starting to relax and straighten themselves out.Â
    For a moment longer would Tobias continue to speak softly in that comforting tone, making sure that the feathered steed regains it's nerves entirely. The raven haired looks across to the blonde haired who too stands in front of the other Chocobo, calming it down shortly after Tobias. They both exchange a look of relief as they give each other a short laugh.
    Their reprieve was short lived. "Look out!" Kiearia had cried out to the pair of men. All that work for nothing. Tobias barely got a chance to look over at the driver, whom he himself started to turn to look over at the Toxic Toad before the Chocobo's went into their frenzy and knocks him over. The dark hair Hyur did not even get a chance to look back at his Chocobo before it was his turn to get thrown onto his back.
    Tobias was not as fortunate as the driver as he gets quite literally ran over by the large yellow feathered beast. "Guh-hk!" the breath and gurgle forced from his lungs as the Chocobo steps onto his mid-section. The abdomen, crimson liquid flows from the newly given wound after the talon punctures through cloth, leather, and flesh. Then the bird springs off in it's panic. All. That. Work.
    Grimaces and turns over as he attempts to bring himself up to his feet. Then that damned perception, but not that anyone would not notice a huge Toxic Toad looking at them as if they were a delicious piece of morsel. Though admittedly, he was used to those kind of stares...just...not usually coming from actual creatures wanting to make a meal out of him. Usually. "Lovely..." he mutters under strained breath.
    Then Clavier stepped in. ((For clarification, refering to Nirri's post above me since we were apparently posting at the same time xD))
