Jan 11 2016, 08:48 AM
Within the deep lagoon of Pisces, something grew larger and larger with each passing day. A chrysalis formed of shimmering black opal had been developing from a nook in the steeper edge of the pool, near the waterfall. Arrh had been keeping a close eye on it, but today, the orca was away. Today... something would emerge. The stone was adventitious at first, looking extremely out of place among the bland grey stone of the cave with its peculiar opalescent glow from the leftover magicka. As it grew and formed a neonate within, however, it somehow seemed to be right at home, like it belonged.
Within, a creature of the deep blue sea was forming. An amalgam. Coiled all about itself was the creature, a cross between a dragon and an orca. Slowly, it opened its eyes, blinking for a moment as it shifted. Beneath its already massive weight and the sudden movement, the chrysalis shuddered. A gentle song of waves echoed all about her, and it filled her with longing."Awwwwwwwwwwwwah," she murmured quietly, pastel pink tongue slithering out as she yawned and stretched. As she moved her limbs--four of them... odd--the stone shifted and creaked again. It all began to click for the neonate and she swished her tail thoughtfully and pushed against the surface of the stone. Water began to flood into the opalescent chrysalis, pushing out the albumen within into the open waters.
As she felt cool water surround her, it only encouraged her. Again, she pushed with her oar-like feet. The chrysalis shattered at that point, falling apart at its own seams and freeing the creature. With a shallow PLUNK!, the shell was filled with water and she was thrown into the dark depths of the lagoon. Turning new eyes up to the surface, there was light. With a growing sense of urgency, her lungs tightened. Air. Breath. Breach. So she pushed as hard as she could, managing to figure out the whole swimming thing. It was not hard at all. Like a hot knife through butter, she easily cut through the water and found herself gazing above the surface. Crisp air filled her lungs as she breached for the first time.
Eyes reflecting pink in the light, she stared around, squinting. It was so bright compared to the darkness of where she had emerged. Nearby, there was something different. A place where there wasn't water. Could she go where there was not water? Only one way to find out.
Paddling in a way akin to a dog, she made her way to the shallower waters of Pisces where she'd be able to easily lie down, her tail swished side to side as a rudder. Once her feet touched ground, she plopped down, keeping her head above the surface so that her blowhole could easily grasp air and she could wet her face if needed. Was there someone else?"'Ello?" she called out, child curiosity peaking at its highest already.
Within, a creature of the deep blue sea was forming. An amalgam. Coiled all about itself was the creature, a cross between a dragon and an orca. Slowly, it opened its eyes, blinking for a moment as it shifted. Beneath its already massive weight and the sudden movement, the chrysalis shuddered. A gentle song of waves echoed all about her, and it filled her with longing.
As she felt cool water surround her, it only encouraged her. Again, she pushed with her oar-like feet. The chrysalis shattered at that point, falling apart at its own seams and freeing the creature. With a shallow PLUNK!, the shell was filled with water and she was thrown into the dark depths of the lagoon. Turning new eyes up to the surface, there was light. With a growing sense of urgency, her lungs tightened. Air. Breath. Breach. So she pushed as hard as she could, managing to figure out the whole swimming thing. It was not hard at all. Like a hot knife through butter, she easily cut through the water and found herself gazing above the surface. Crisp air filled her lungs as she breached for the first time.
Eyes reflecting pink in the light, she stared around, squinting. It was so bright compared to the darkness of where she had emerged. Nearby, there was something different. A place where there wasn't water. Could she go where there was not water? Only one way to find out.
Paddling in a way akin to a dog, she made her way to the shallower waters of Pisces where she'd be able to easily lie down, her tail swished side to side as a rudder. Once her feet touched ground, she plopped down, keeping her head above the surface so that her blowhole could easily grasp air and she could wet her face if needed. Was there someone else?
@Lei (Tagging Lei, but this is an AW)