Little moogle Gav has quite the capacity for some unknown reason. Magic or something? Just innately in his moogly vains? I'unno.

No one cares, really. Not in a negative way at least. Most he's met seem to enjoy the idea that he can contain them and their friends easily within him. Especially his partner, Guthrum. Gav's just become a small, cute, floating den for the lion.

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