His eyes were open but they couldn't see much. They were still dark, with a faint blue sheen caught in them, like sunlight against the rolling sea.
The puffball didn't look as pristine as he had days ago, when he had been born in to the world. The cavern's thick copper dust stained his belly, his chin, his toes — a patch of it muddy against the caudal edge of his tail.
His focus today wasn't on his sleeping siblings. @Makatza and @Ensio were puddled together with an errant other child, @Veteran, who had somehow snuck from one side of the shared space to the other; meanwhile Arius, having found his feet the previous evening, was roaming a little bit apart from them all.
He was closer to the cavern entrance, where the light was shining brightest. The smell of smoke lingered on the underbelly of the clouds but, as this was his first real breath of outside, Arius did not notice the difference. There was the faintly familiar scent of @Wintersbane everywhere; besides that, the sweet milk scent of various mothers, which enticed young Arius to explore further.
The puffball didn't look as pristine as he had days ago, when he had been born in to the world. The cavern's thick copper dust stained his belly, his chin, his toes — a patch of it muddy against the caudal edge of his tail.
His focus today wasn't on his sleeping siblings. @Makatza and @Ensio were puddled together with an errant other child, @Veteran, who had somehow snuck from one side of the shared space to the other; meanwhile Arius, having found his feet the previous evening, was roaming a little bit apart from them all.
He was closer to the cavern entrance, where the light was shining brightest. The smell of smoke lingered on the underbelly of the clouds but, as this was his first real breath of outside, Arius did not notice the difference. There was the faintly familiar scent of @Wintersbane everywhere; besides that, the sweet milk scent of various mothers, which enticed young Arius to explore further.
arius is a very unreliable narrator. he twists events / things said to him to fit his own narrative. it is, in no shape or form personal, and not a reflection of me OOCly.
July 25, 2021, 02:39 PM
This was not okay.
Veteran abruptly awoken to the feeling of his mother's jaws closing around his belly and lifting him into the air. Veteran was used to being moved around in this manner, and it typically meant that Mom was shifting him closer to the teat.
However, this time he had not been placed upon a pillowy teat, to be sweetly enveloped in warmth and milk. This time, his mother had walked several jarring steps before dumping him out in the cold.
What had he possibly done to deserve this?
Veteran had all of his senses now; his hearing had come in not long after his eyes opened. However, he had so far refused to take any steps. He had no reason to do so. Everything he would ever need was right there in his cozy little chamber. He was no dummy. He knew that once he started walking, his world would have to expand. People were always walking in and out of the bright light, which frightened Veteran more than anything.
Nope, no sir. No bright lights for Veteran Duskfire. He was just fine without them, thank you very much.
He had not anticipated that his mother would grow impatient with him, and that she would dump him outside their bedroom, effectively forcing him to walk should he wish to return to their nest. This was terrifying. The bright light was right there, and it was going to get him!
He scrambled to his feet, and he skedaddled. One would never know that these were his first steps, the way he flew across the floor of the main chamber.
In his effort to escape the light, Veteran had missed the opening to his own chamber and instead found himself in Tzila's chamber, which he hadn't realized existed. There was a mom here, but it wasn't Mom. There was a sister here, but it wasn't Sister. Everything was wrong. Had the light gotten him? Is this was it was like, on the other side of the light?
He hated it.
He stood, trembling in fear, and his eyes were drawn to one of the Other Kids. This Other Kid was moving around, and-- oh no!-- coming toward Veteran. Veteran scrambled backward, trapped between this approaching Other Kid and the terrifying, looming bright light.
Veteran abruptly awoken to the feeling of his mother's jaws closing around his belly and lifting him into the air. Veteran was used to being moved around in this manner, and it typically meant that Mom was shifting him closer to the teat.
However, this time he had not been placed upon a pillowy teat, to be sweetly enveloped in warmth and milk. This time, his mother had walked several jarring steps before dumping him out in the cold.
What had he possibly done to deserve this?
Veteran had all of his senses now; his hearing had come in not long after his eyes opened. However, he had so far refused to take any steps. He had no reason to do so. Everything he would ever need was right there in his cozy little chamber. He was no dummy. He knew that once he started walking, his world would have to expand. People were always walking in and out of the bright light, which frightened Veteran more than anything.
Nope, no sir. No bright lights for Veteran Duskfire. He was just fine without them, thank you very much.
He had not anticipated that his mother would grow impatient with him, and that she would dump him outside their bedroom, effectively forcing him to walk should he wish to return to their nest. This was terrifying. The bright light was right there, and it was going to get him!
He scrambled to his feet, and he skedaddled. One would never know that these were his first steps, the way he flew across the floor of the main chamber.
In his effort to escape the light, Veteran had missed the opening to his own chamber and instead found himself in Tzila's chamber, which he hadn't realized existed. There was a mom here, but it wasn't Mom. There was a sister here, but it wasn't Sister. Everything was wrong. Had the light gotten him? Is this was it was like, on the other side of the light?
He hated it.
He stood, trembling in fear, and his eyes were drawn to one of the Other Kids. This Other Kid was moving around, and-- oh no!-- coming toward Veteran. Veteran scrambled backward, trapped between this approaching Other Kid and the terrifying, looming bright light.
August 07, 2021, 11:36 PM
There was movement behind him. The blurry clouds weren't half as interesting; so he turned his back to the outside world and focused on the dark recesses of the cavern.
The light caught against his pale coat and caused a halo across his plush baby furs, simultaneously causing Arius to appear as a blinding white figure. He did not know he caused the shadow child any upset — he only vaguely understood that the child was there at all.
As Arius stepped out of the light and moved with a haphazard lurch towards where Veteran cowered, he became less luminous and more corporeal, and child-shaped. It would take a few seconds before Arius' eyes adjusted to the shadows again.
The light caught against his pale coat and caused a halo across his plush baby furs, simultaneously causing Arius to appear as a blinding white figure. He did not know he caused the shadow child any upset — he only vaguely understood that the child was there at all.
As Arius stepped out of the light and moved with a haphazard lurch towards where Veteran cowered, he became less luminous and more corporeal, and child-shaped. It would take a few seconds before Arius' eyes adjusted to the shadows again.
arius is a very unreliable narrator. he twists events / things said to him to fit his own narrative. it is, in no shape or form personal, and not a reflection of me OOCly.
August 14, 2021, 09:56 AM
The boy's shimmering halo of Otherness diminished somewhat, and Veteran relaxed an infinitesimal degree. He was still on his guard, as the Other Boy was clearly making his stumbling way toward Veteran, but Veteran no longer appeared to be wholly invested in preventing this meeting. He was just as curious as Arius, it seemed.
"Rrrrr," Veteran gave a halfhearted growl, because some newly-awakened instinct within him urged him that it was appropriate.
"Rrrrr," Veteran gave a halfhearted growl, because some newly-awakened instinct within him urged him that it was appropriate.
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