ORIGIN - back to basics

This is where she'd been born.

Nearly four long cycles ago, as a stupid, tiny brown whelp. Lux honestly was barely sure how she survived when she looked back on it. The caves were formidable, scary at times. No one had helped her, at least not all that much. There had been the giant bear who had been nice when she'd fallen down, as well as a few other faces that shone clear from her childhood. But she hadn't been with anyone. She had traveled alone. Grew up alone, somehow, surviving against the odds. As Lux sat, gazing upon the rough waterfall from a distance, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of nostalgia. She wasn't even sure what for... but things seemed more exciting back then. Hard, but exciting.

Now life was filled with more serious choices. She probably needed to settle down somewhere, eventually, even though she never thought that would be something for her. The aquamarine collar hung around her neck with a heavier burden every day, but she refused to leave it behind until she... figured something out. It was too important to throw away.

With a sigh, the hyena shifted to lay down on the banks of the water, ignoring the dirt and mud that clung to her as she did so. She could wade into the waters for a quick bath later if she had to. For now, rest.

@Nakhti

Long nails clicked over the hard ground as the large crocodilian moved slowly over the lands, a crystalline shine gleaming from his right foot whenever the light filtering from the roof above caught it just right. This place was all too familiar to the male. It was the place he had hatched and explored during his younger cycles. He had found little need to roam far from these lands but as an adventurous youngster time had eventually taken him away from the place called home.

Yet now for some reason he found himself returning to it. Perhaps it was the promise of seeing old familiar sights, the possibility of running into the few he had met so long ago. Even if he did not though, the falls were still a landmark to behold. They had provided him well when it was needed of it, offering shelter from those he wished to avoid and food lured in by the refreshing waters. And it was these waters that the gem was heading to. Ready to lay in waiting to see what sort of beast his jaws could capture for him this day.

However, as he neared the water’s edge a hairy creature was laying amongst the muck that lined the banks. Keeping an eye on the hyena his attentions flickered toward the collar that hung around her neck as his body slid into the water. A few flicks of his tail carrying him closer to the edge where the woman was. Rather than speaking though the crocodile blew a series of bubbles from his jaws in an attempt to catch her attention before words found his lips. “What are you doin’ with that shiny necklace hairball?”

@Lux