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After the brief encounter with the beach loards, Puddles had already made quite a few benchmarks. Studying the courtship methods was quite high on the list of the probe’s inquiries, but still that was just one species of hundreds, possibly thousands, that called Xamoyos home. When the beach lords finally began their brief honeymoon, Puddles had catalogued the video and prepared to send it in a packet back to the Erikoure somewhere high overhead.

When the newt appeared though, Puddles retracted the large antenna that had sprouted up from its chassis. It spun on its wheels slightly, not too fast to avoid the chance of scaring the creature, to refocus its electrical eyes on the new. As it studied the creature, it noted the teeth and eyes - an amphibian of some sort.

Then, Puddles did something strange. There was a soft, churning whir from somewhere inside the probe’s chassis, while from its side a protruding barrel extended and aimed towards the softly lapping waters of the beach: there was a soft, rumbling shoomp as a spray of artificial chum was shot into the waters of the beach, in the hopes of perhaps luring smaller sea life to observe how this new creature hunted.