ORIGIN

One would think when she broke free of her cocoon of precious stone, lights and life would surround like the first day when the giraffe awoke. Alas, this was not to be so. Darkness, gloom and almost complete silence had greeted her that day. It took Jasmine some time to crawl out from the trench in which she had fallen into, half expecting for a grey trunk to reach out and help her. Am I alone? The very thought echoed in the gembounds mine, tugging and crushing any hope to seeing her protector once again. The events that came right before her fall has hazed over; mostly because of how much time had passed. How much time exactly was a mystery to the female.

Spending much time struggling to weave in and out of the lightless room of the place she once called 'The Green Place', but without a lightsorce it all just seemed like grey, gloomy shadows of figures who watch and stare; but say nothing. The optimum goal was to find someone, anyone would do. With the lack of light, Jasmine has unknowingly stumbled and walked a great deal of distance, ending up with another place with figures, these tall and towering even one as tall as she.

Legs swung over the moist ground below, seeming to not even have a destination in mind. With each step her heart sunk deeper, as if the darkness all around began to suffocate the poor thing. Never had she ever felt alone like this before. Yes she would be left alone but she knew someone was coming, but the link she shared felt cold and weak, it scared Jas. Was it possible that they were . . . wait, what is this? Something was in her path, something large that she scrapped her leg right against. Is it a fallen tree? Dropping her head down, she attempted to make out what it could be; the lack of light make it difficult. Something seemed familiar about the object, could it be a chrysalis? A big one at that.
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"Speech"
Thoughts

ooc: you can guess my muse music 8'D

Alternate Titles: In Restless Dreams I walk Alone or I Cant See Shit in The Dark, I swear if I brake a leg I'm going back into my gem cocoon.

Time ticked by in such an unusual slumber, the cycles passing with hardly a notice. Sometimes he could hear his own heartbeat and it was soothing. The rhythm held no matter what and songs could be song to it. Womp wump... womp wump... Sometimes sounds against his egg cradled him deeper into hibernation. Trees would toppled and the noise would reverberate into his chrysalis. The noise he only just heard was unpleasant and unnatural. A harsh thudding directly against the outer shell. He no longer felt safe, warm, or comforted by his cocoon.

As the large bull stirred inside, causing it to start to crack, his ever-rested gem sparked forth, sending a shocking bolt of electricity into the shell. It would shock any who touched it while he hatched... which would surely take no time, as an antler - soaked in fluid - broke away an entire section of chrysalis. A bellow rang out from inside it, clearing his lungs and making good use of them. Then, one leg at a time, he stoop, breaking apart what was left of his small home.

With a few blinks, Wisgi came to realize the room itself was dark and that a rather tall shadow leered over him, so he followed it up to the head and smiled. "Hello, tall one! Hello! I am Wisgi!" he chimed, then stepped away from his sight of "rebirth" and shamelessly began to sniff at her, familiarizing himself.

"Wisgi Talks!"
Wisgi Thinks!