ORIGIN

Grishia stood squinting at the bones that she'd collected.

She was nearish the West Wall, but far enough that the bones here were new to her. The staff she held in one hand was far, far too large for her: its opalized ash wood too thick, the crescent rainbow moonstone at its top too heavy. The myriad teeth, ribbons and other decorations would have dragged, were she not so very careful to keep it all upright. Either way, it was clear the cub had a long while yet before growing into her staff, yet she held it higher, huffing a little with the effort. It didn't help that her heart was gemstone, also way too big at this age, and weighing her down even further. But she wasn't thinking of any of that right now.

Her focus was on the bones. Some were extra spiky, or weirdly... round. She didn't recognize a lot of them, but she'd tried to match as much as she could into a relatively coherent skeleton.

It might have been a little weird, though, to round a corner and see a sooty gray hyena cub standing on her hind legs, holding a staff and pointing at some bones.

It would've probably been even weirder for someone unfamiliar with her spell to see the bones slowly assemble, pulling themselves upright into a form somewhere between a rat and a dog, with odd spines littered throughout its spine and ribs. And weirder still, maybe, to see it stare sightlessly up at the cub, who grinned down with her teeth bared in delight.

Grishia jerked in surprise at the stranger's approach--but Nebula seemed both friendly and stunningly beautiful. The star-shot azure distracted her from any worries or tumbling stones, her eyes widening to see their hues, despite Nebula pressing in close to sniff at her new golem.

"...Hi," she offered, shyly, and waved her free hand. "'S my friend. Um. Golem. Bone golem. I'm making him," she said, trying to answer all the questions (and some unasked) at once, along with apparently deciding that the assembly of bones had a gender. "I'm Grishia?" she offered, hesitating. That was how to introduce oneself, right?

As for the 'who are you,' though, the gnoll cub was drawing a blank, staring wide-eyed at the stranger.

The young cub froze.

Disaster! Ruination! Embarrassment! ...She had no idea how to teach someone a spell, and froze wide-eyed like a deer in headlights. "Um."

Slowly she turned, looking at the little bone creature, and blinked. "It's magic?" she hazarded. She was sure that bit was correct, anyway, and she squinted back at Nebula. She didn't ask why someone would want to learn it. It was obviously amazing! No questions asked. But how-?

"I put... magic in the bones. But you can use rocks and things too. I'm--I don't know how to teach," she admitted sadly. "But... maybe... if I do it again?"

Could someone just kinda learn by watching-?

"Do you live here?" she asked, tacking that question on. She was curious as to whether Nebula was a neighbor--or even another of the Bonebound!