ORIGIN

What was pointless, truly pointless in life were these feathery things attached to me that seemed to have some purpose but didn't. i flapped them angrily, expelling soft chirping noises as i wobbled through the strange structures here in this part of the cave. azurite lenses then darted upward, inspecting every section of the area i was in before meandering my way forth once again. i hadn't a clue as to where i was going or where i was, i was just walking. newly born, i was unsure of anything. creamed feathers and softened fibers almost matched the stone about, but i was still visible. baby talons clacked against the rock flooring as i hobbled along. surely i wasn't meant to just walk. these limbs beneath me didn't seem made for walking, they seemed...strange. maybe everyone was like this? i wasn't sure. i kept quiet, though, unsure and uncertain about the surroundings and what or who may pop out around the corner. my flightless wings wriggled again, flapping about without much to show for it. little feathers came flying about, landing around my taloned limbs. even still, i kept as quiet as possible, but in my childish state i was rather noisy. anything and everything i did seemed to come back to me in incessant echoes. how annoying.

"spoken words."

The voice and approach of the much larger creature was something i wanted to be frightened of, but as the sweet voice of contralto lyrics sung to me i realized i had nothing to fear. however, expression offered naught. peculiar lenses inspected her face as she so gestured toward me. what was the gesture, and what was wrong with her eye? i watched her intently, chirping softly every once in a while as bottom beak clicked against the top. then she asked me if i'd just woken up. i pondered a moment, what on earth did she mean? she also called me pretty. chest cavity bloated as my eyes closed, beak elevating and veering to the side.

"i..think so."

though very uncertain in my words and my answer, i was ever prideful. at least, that's what it was, right? waking up? it hadn't been long. after a moment i looked back at the peculiar creature with an outstretched neck.

"what's that?"

i asked, pin pointing what i meant by looking directly at her rather interesting eye.

"spoken words."

She was kind enough to show me her eye, and as she lowered her head to show me it i looked at it with sheer puzzlement. she tapped my head, hitting something i hadn't a clue was even there. i attempted to look at my own..gem. but it was futile. huffing slightly, i looked back up at the creature as she spoke, informing me.

"why do we have gems?"

i asked with the cock of my head, then registered the question of my name. my name? what would she call me. i paused, every fiber freezing as i pondered this. name? hm. something began to form within my mind, projecting inwardly as a bunch of letters coming together to form something that read 'ambrus'. sure, let's go with that.

"ambrus, i think that's my name."

i said with a twang of uncertainty. but it seemed right. i wondered if she had a name, and what i could call her?

"what can i call you?"

small chirps inquired.

"spoken words."

Didn't know her name? Why had it formed for me, and not this dear one? I was fortunate, grateful, but maybe I could help her.

"I can help!"

Baby chirps exclaimed with the ruffle of my wings and feathers. I wanted to help her learn her name, or at least what she wouldn't mind being called. But then she seemed to try to demonstrate something and I wasn't sure what to expect. She offered an explanation, informing me that it didn't always work. I should try it, maybe I could do something..this magic, she calls it. I braced myself, looked around a moment, and forced pressure within me.

After long moments of silence and no results, I sighed and huffed almost simultaneously, producing a rather strange noise of anger. Grimacing, brows furrowing, I looked back up at the no named creature, the grimace forming into a frown.

"I tried something..but nothing."

The words spilled in sheer melancholy with an underlying tone of animosity. I guess it was true, it's not guaranteed for the magic to work. Still, I was rather enthralled with the idea that I even had magic in the first place. Elements beyond my comprehension were at work here, let the adventure begin.

"spoken words."

I thought long and hard about how to help her with her name. i was utterly disappointed because i really had absolutely no idea. it took me several moments but as i pondered this she then displayed to me her glow. i watched in sheer delight, beak breaking open and smiling a bit as she demonstrated her magic. wow, that was pretty cool.

"wow! can i glow too?"

i asked but without much further hesitation, i tried to summon my own magic - uncertain if there were different magics or if we all had the same magic. it was clear our gems were different, for mine was blue and her's was an orange-y yellow-y color. but now, as i concentrated, i was able to feel small shocks that felt like intense vibrations radiate inside and outside of me, but the magic was short lived and i was so elated with myself, creamed feathers ruffled in jubilation.

"i did it! did you see? did you feel? HAH!"

i exclaimed, but then my excitement died down as i realized there was another matter at hand, her name. still with a grin, i continued,

"i'm not sure how i can help you with your name, but maybe together we can figure it out."

i offered with hopeful spirits.

"spoken words."