(so sorry for the wait!!)
Virtually blind as he was, he tried to look towards the pup but couldn’t see too much past his darkened silhouette. Ghanyarah settled back in the ground, content to believe that the creature before him was no threat. If he was, then he was an awfully insidious one. Above, Lituus exclaimed that the place was too warm and too wet. Ghanyarah wouldn’t have minded the wet, but the heat - that was almost too much for him. And it only got hotter the further into this room one traveled.
Even the other Gembound agreed that so much water might not have been too beneficial, but even then Ghanyarah would argue that it wasn’t the water that was the issue. Then again, he might be one of the few creatures he knew that preferred water to dry land. “No, although personally, I wouldn’t mind.” He added tongue-in-cheek, flicking his tail. Lituus questioned the name of this place. What was it again? How long ago was it that he had even spoken of it? “Fornax, I believe. The Great Furnace. For its heat.” He pointed out, gesturing his nose in the direction of those vents in the far corner.
Then the child echoed his sentiments of a following with inquiry. Ghanyarah grinned. “It is not so much a following, I suppose, as it is simply a… family. This world has been dark for so long.” He said, and though at first he hadn’t meant physically, he guessed that that had become true as well. “I seek to make it brighter. More alive. More wondrous. I have been afflicted with love,” he explained modestly, “and I seek others who wish to share theirs alongside mine.”
“Curious minds, creative hearts, artists, singers,” He added, glancing up at where Lituus sat. “This cave needs more of us to bring love into it.”
@Lituus
The name of the furnace is repeated on her tiny tongue-
"... Fornax." A powerful name, one as strong a sound as the heat assaulting her. A single wing extends to her side and gingerly rotates to and fro, trying to generate a small current that will cool her down. Her other wind clings to him as she does so, and altogether must have looked like a small moth trying to right itself after a tumble onto its side.
Ghanyarah's words were certainly giving her the impression that he preferred water. It would have made sense, giving his chosen home in Cetus. The swampiest, boggiest place there ever was. Though the Great Furnace took the cake for the most amount of water she had ever been in the presence of. Part of her wondered what it looked like, and she lets a thought sink into the back of her mind; that she would return here when the lights came back on. Perhaps then she would even be able to fly!
-- and then he continues to speak. He speaks so fondly of his ideal, in a way she had not heard before.
"It's only been dark for a little while, actually.." was she trying to be cheeky? In reference to the overall lack of light in the cave, of course. Part of her knew to what he was referring. The eternal battle of light in dark, though without one, there could not possibly be the other. Compliments to a greater whole. The flow of the universe.
"I can sing!" she chimes in, for no other reason than to remind them that she was still there. Hooked thumbs curl beneath her body and lift her up.
"Love, love, love, love~ la la love." she murmurs in a melodic lilt.
"Like the drawing tree, and the singing tree. And Ghanyarah. And--" the bat inhales quickly. What other things could she list that she loved? That tiny snout points in the direction of the canid once her sonar locates him again.
"You should come with us! Help find a new place. Help Ghanyarah see in the dark." Though it
is what she has been doing- the Rudolph to this scaly Santa's sleigh- but this heat and humidity made her want to nap.
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@ghanyarah @kyorai
The bat only giggles at the canid's uncertainty.
What love is there to bring, he says! She clings low to the bridge of Ghanyarah's snout and just lets a warm grin sit across her face. The others converse, and soon, names are exchanged.
"Aye, that I am! Bat I am!" Was she trying to be punny?
"What other neat places do you know of, little fuzzy, dark thing? Where next shall we go."
She was eager to get out of there, that much is obvious. Though her chipperness remains and her voice shows no inflection of disdain, in her mind rests a desire to skedaddle. It was hot. Humid.
HOT. She would rather be in Cetus, even if it were just as wet. Well, less
wet, more muck! But it was cooler there. Much cooler- under the shade of all the trees, and lacking the
vents that sputtered up an ungodly heat.
@Kyorai
Lituus’ cheery rhymes made him smile again, though he doubted anyone would be able to see it. He turned his body slightly back in the direction they had come, his long tail dragging behind him as he went, listening to Kyorai describe the other places he’d been. One with a waterfall - that sounded a lot like Pisces - and another with a lot of plants. That could either be Eridanus or Cetus.
He moved out after Kyorai, then paused as the babe stopped and splashed the water, voicing his concern for the flooding in the tunnel. It hardly even concerned Ghanyarah, who was accustomed to traveling in water, but he realized before long that it might not be so pleasant for other creatures. Especially those with fur - and if he was interpreting the silhouette ahead of him correctly, he looked puffy enough to be covered in it. “That should be no problem. You are welcome to ride on my back if you like,” he offered, sliding up next to Kyorai. After all, the pup didn’t look too terribly big. Ghanyarah had ferried others around before and he was pretty confident he’d be able to keep him high enough out of the water.
@Lituus
There had been a lot of water getting here. She did not know if it was normal or not, since her time in this place was so new, but there had been a small pang of fear in her gut, wading through. Even if she had her innate ability to see without seeing, Ghanayrah couldn't, and if she accidentally got swept away...well.. would he be able to help her then? Still, she tries to imagine the waterfall in her mind, wondering what it would look like. "Think we can go to the falling water?" she speaks down, to Ghanyarah's snout. That sounded exciting. Plants would be good too, but she had been plants already in Cetus.
But the canine was not so sure. He thought it better to stay, but Ghanyarah dared to have a solution. He seems so sure. "We won't sink?" she puffs up her collar and sends a few more high pitch clicks in the darker shadows direction. The pup certainly did look small.. Ghanyarah was squat, but he was long and sturdy. And a great swimmer to boot! Her senses couldn't doubt it. "Let's try it! I'll stay.. right here." The hooks on her thumbs cling to the edges of Yara's snout with her feet find purchase on the scales at the base of his snout.
@Ghanyarah @Kyorai