@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.
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.
welcome to *ifadoc. an independent, private, selective, and fandomless portrayal of 𝑰𝒇𝒂 𝑫𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒔 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔, 𝑫.𝑽.𝑴. renowned veterinarian for dragonkind and magical creatures. as Dx by shrimpy | 21+ she/her | not affiliated with any rpc. a fandomless portrayal heavily headcanon based off original lore taken from the genpact universe. writing in the genpact universe is low priority. mature/dark themes present with mentions of syringes and medical settings. sporadic to low activity & writes when the motivation hits.
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3. What are your muse’s hands like? What is the texture of their palms, how are their fingers shaped, do they clean or cut their nails?
Details of a Muse
Ifa is always wearing his gloves, not just for infection prevention, but for his safety and the safety of his patients. His gloves sorta kinda look like falconry gloves which makes sense as saurians have talons and claws.
But, he’ll remove his gloves when he’s comfortable and done with the clinic’s work or pulling out the guitar for a song. His hands for the most part are well maintained and his nails well trimmed. They’re not entirely smooth and soft, he’s still a hard working, gunslinging cowboy and occasionally gets a few blisters and calluses.
He’s ambidextrous, left hand dominant, and you’ll find more blisters/calluses inside his palm there. 
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AAAAA i also can't resist to go back play genshin bcs of this guy✋😔 this is embarrassing
ifa 'i'm a healer' de los santos
i had the biggest crash out about ifaron in the gc does anybody need a laugh lmfao like peak delusional asdfgkih
❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞ \ clenches fist , ororon
It is late at night and Ifa was invited for dinner at Ororon's place. The two Natlan warriors are still seated at the table after the delicious meal was done and they idly chat, having coffee and cookies.
Ifa made himself comfortable prior to the meal, his white coat hanging on the back of the chair and he removed his gloves. His hat is flipped over on his lap and Cacucu has nested inside the cowboy hat, sleeping soundly with a tummy full of food.
Ifa has an elbow on the table and rests his chin in his palm, his other hand gently and sweetly petting over Cacucu's feathery head as the qucusaur sleeps.
Cacucu almost never knocks out when visiting Ororon. Those two are always buzzing with energy and they genuinely enjoy each other's company, but the Tlalocan vet and his assistant had quite the busy day at the clinic and Ifa doesn't mind Cacucu snoozing away inside his hat. After the chaos of today, Cacucu deserves to rest.
Ifa continues to listen to Ororon's stories and tales while petting Cacucu's head. A smile soon spreads over his bronze features in this peaceful and perfect moment. A soft and fond smile; a smile that is equally exhausted, but warm and full.
Cacucu has been with Ifa through the thick of it all, through hell and high water, and still he remains by Ifa. Cacucu is such a good and wonderful companion. Ifa feels so grateful, his heart swelling with love and …
Ororon says something odd again and it pulls Ifa from his thoughts.
❝ My what? ❞ Ifa blinks at Ororon. His smile? Did Ororon compliment his smile?
Ifa chuckles nervously and feels the warmth in his heart rush to his cheeks.
❝ Nah, I'd just … we had a long day and we're tired, dude. I should get going. I gotta get this little guy to bed anyhow. Th-thanks, though … for dinner! ❞
Treasure chest opened! Just kidding it's a mimicutie!
“Oh wow! No way bro!” Cacucu fluffs his feathers. Damn right he's a cutie!