ORIGIN

Ill enjoyed this feeling. They enjoyed the feeling of water rushing past their eyes, their ears, the deafening thunder of it as he sliced through the crystal-clear river. His ears closed to protect themselves, but he could eat the rush, feel the rush. Ill liked the rush. She let out short clicks and barks as he twisted and dove- He wished it had been this free when he had been trapped in that godforsaken chrysalis for as long as he had been alive then.

His lungs felt heavy. He had been swimming for a long time, they had been swimming for hours, and it had been a while since they had gone up for air. Not more than 20 minutes, of course, because Ill did not have a death wish, but it had been a while. He flapped his flippers like birds wings as he slides through the water smoothly, heading towards the surface. His mouth opened before he even broke to air, gulping in deep breaths, before he dove- straight back down with the flick of a tail.

Now that he had been refreshed and he crushing feeling in his chest had lightened, he moved on to other senses. He was rather hungry, and thirsty. He was in water- Thirst was an easy fix. But food? He had to hunt to get food. His movement stilled, and he peered around at his surroundings. A short click of annoyance escaped his throat as he peered around at nothing but tiny little silver fish that he could barely see- Let alone catch and let fill his stomach.

His fins spun at an awkward angle as he pointed himself downwards, thrusting his arms to propel himself down deeper into the body of water. He glanced around once more, his eyes settling on a decently sized group of 3 pale, white fish, maybe a foot long each. He almost salivated as he stared at them, righting himself to decide how to go about this.

The easy way was best, he decided, pointing himself at the school, pushing himself towards them as fast and sudden as he could. His jaws missed the fish, his teeth clamping down on water that filled his mouth.

"Damnit."

Ill muttered, watching as the fish took off deeper into.. The depths. His air was running out- He would have to swim back up soon anyways- And it was what he turned to do, breaking the surface once more, but this time swimming to the shore to perch halfway out of the water, enjoying the fresh air.

"speak" and think

Ill’s ears barely picked up on the sound of the other as his eyes drifted shut and his whiskered face raised towards the roof, top half supported by still-weak flippers. The speaking shocked him, his head tuning swiftly to face the.. Four-legged creature. This one was unlike him, and unlike the small thing he had met earlier as well- Peculiar- What had it said? Hello?

“Hello..”

Ill groaned softly, his throat rasping as he spoke slowly. He hung himself limply into the water now, prepared to dart away if needed. He was larger by far, but anything could be dangerous- He was small and inexperienced, but not stupid. This thing could very well end his life, and so far, Ill liked living- Even if he was a little hungry. That fish was nothing but slipslop anyways.

“Who are you?”

The cool cave water lapped at Ill’s body as he slid backwards off the rock, into the liquid with a small, rippling splash of droplets. He felt the rush of water on his ears momentarily, before his flippers did their job to thrust him upwards, and his head broke the surface once more. He was in a better position now, eyes narrowed at the scrawny, furry thing. He could still run if needed, and he doubted the smaller animal could swim the way Ill could- Not a flipper in sight.

“I am Ill.”

"speak" and think