ORIGIN

[Hungry? Yes. || Thirsty? No. || Tired? Yes. || Dirty? No. || Mood: Unfriendly.]

Aura was floating very low to the ground when he entered Polaris. He was completely exhausted and also hungry, and he was in no mood to interact with anything except food. He made his way slowly over to the Crystal River, ignoring everything around him. Instinctively, he knew that the water was where he needed to be to find food. Fish made up most of his diet, and he attracted them to the surface of the water with the bioluminescent skin of his underside. It glowed all manner of blue and green, as did the fins on either side of his mouth, meant to attract insects to his maw, as well.

With a loud groaning noise, like the sound of a ship creaking in the ocean, he sort of crash-landed into the river, using his tail to push himself forward so that the current wouldn’t drag him away. The fish scattered for a while, afraid of the sudden disturbance of their home, but they came back in a few minutes, and were immediately drawn towards the surface, staring up in stupidity at the glowing belly of the Mantawhale. Aura waited until they seemed to be in a complete stupor, and then he dipped his mouth under the water and scooped up as many fish as he could. He only got a few of them, as he was too tired to move quickly enough, and many of them got away in time. Still, it was enough to at least be a little less starving.

He swallowed the mouthful of fish, as well as the water, and a few crustaceans, and some plant matter that had been swirling around in it, all of which he could digest completely. It traveled down his gullet past the gas chambers, and into his stomach, where the very strong stomach acid began to immediately dissolve his small meal and convert it into helium. The helium, being lighter than air, flowed naturally up the tubes connecting his stomach to the four gas chambers in his body. He would need a lot more food, however, to stop being so hungry, and then he’d need to find somewhere to rest where he would be undisturbed. Woe be to any Gembound who decided to try and interact with him in this moment.

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Aura could not begin to fish again right after his first attempt because he had disturbed the fish. It would take a few minutes before they were once again settled and ready to stare up at his glowing blue-green stomach. In the meantime he held himself relatively still, and took note of a land creature who just chased another land creature into this part of the Cave. Actually, she’d chased multiple creatures in here, but had only attacked one of them, who had promptly attacked her in return and left her on the ground. By this time, the fish in the river had once again calmed down, and Aura ignored the land creature and returned to his fishing attempt.

He was about to snatch a rather large fish, his mouth closing in on it, when the land creature he’d forgotten about let out a loud roar, breaking his concentration. Had he been asleep, he may have been able to ignore the sound, but since he was awake, he didn’t have that luxury. The fish turned away from him, slapping one of his cephalic fins hard with its tail fin and then quickly disappearing back underwater. It took Aura a moment or two to even realize what had just happened, but when it all finally registered, he slowly, menacingly turned towards the yellow land creature and let out an angry rumble.

It seemed to be staring up at him, and he continued to rumble — a warning sound. It was very low-pitched, sounding almost like an elephant noise. Tired and hungry as he was, this… whatever this creature was… had picked a bad time to roar near him.

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It was a very strange feeling, being pulled in a direction against one’s will. In his annoyance, it took him a moment to even realize that he was moving towards the lion, but the strange feeling — as if someone had grabbed onto him and was dragging him towards the bank — became quickly apparent. He had no idea that she was the cause of his sudden forward movement, but he didn’t like it all the same. With an annoyed rumble, he instinctively called upon his own Magic. In his head, he told nothing in particular that he wanted to stop moving while he wasn’t the one causing the movement. It didn’t take any time from the thought occurring to the Magic manifesting itself, and a sudden gust of wind blew him backwards across the surface of the water. It wasn’t a strong wind, per se, and didn’t blow him back very far, but he did feel the phantom grip on his body loosen.

At this point, he was completely unconcerned with the lion, and was much more concerned with what the fuck had just somehow grabbed ahold of his body and moved it. It had felt like whatever had grabbed him had… also not grabbed him. He felt weird tendrils tickling his mind, and became increasingly agitated by the whole affair. This was very strange and he needed to know what sort of creature could move him around without his permission like that.

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