Xaxxy, Komondor kin

Name: Xaxxy
Race: Canine / Komondor, herding group
Gender: Male
Appearance: though you can see some slate-grey skin, Xaxxy's ropy coat is ivory and quite thick, long, and sheds everywhere. He's got brightly orange eyes and prefers to keep them clear of that mop of hair, he's got creatures to tend and needs to be able to see properly. Wears a kilt and vest, mostly for holding gear.
Personality: calm and enjoyable, but definitely a workaholic

Xaxxy is finely tuned toward his breed's original intent - he is able to command groups of herbivores, mainly cattle and sheep, in an area of effect about 50 meters from himself. He can sense individuals and distinguish those who are distressed, though he can't sense their physical state, this is more 'how hidden is their pain' or 'are they shying away from a specific other in the herd'. His ability manifests best when he's running with the herd, or now, on Xaarl's back!

Xaxxy is good with a lasso and rope items, netting, and whips, though he does not intend specific harm with any of them

He kept chuckling to himself, looking at the hatchling dragonet. "Got a little moodragon here," he muttered, and the white-tipped black face of this 'little moo' bit him on the shoulder for his trouble. Not hard, but he could sense the dragon's confusion and didn't care for being mocked. "You'll see, Xaarl', you'll see."

He did see, eventually. When they arrived back on Planet Twenty to the grassland and meadows where a tribe of mixed canines and mustilids resided, Xaarl'Saat sniffed the wind and realized there was food right there.

"Not food yet," Xaxxy had to hold back the eager dragon. "We tend this herd and wait until there's a need, and we use them for milk in the meantime."

What is milk the dragon asked, and got a mind-full of the substance... Not as good as blood, was his comment.

As the dragon grew he became much better trained and experienced with guiding and spotting the herd members as they wandered. There were not just cattle - cows of a sort with short horns, but also much larger creatures that more resembled the Watusi cattle with their incredibly huge and broad horns, as well as goats, sheep, and other grazers. They almost all gave that 'milk' stuff, but there were also more than enough of each of the breeds to serve as a weekly meal for this now-adult dragon. But he did realize, yes, it was a bit funny. His markings matched several of those cows, though they had more color than his black and white.

Sitting like a rock in the middle of the herd, which had grown accustomed to his presence thanks to Xaxxy's powers, he would not be noticed by predators until he stood up... There had been a group of lions wandering the area for a while, and had they just come and asked for trades and perhaps a couple to breed on their own, they might have been given those cattle. But they tried to hunt in this meadow, and that was a mistake indeed.