ORIGIN

Rift blinked open his eyes to darkness. He was warm and comfortable and there were wonderful scents all around him. He stretched himself and picked himself off the soft ground. His back felt great - the soil here was soft and moist and untouched. He had really picked a good spot to live. But it was a bit dark under the roots. Perhaps it would be better if he made some light.

He remembered the glowing moss that he used to make with Kera. It would be good for now, but he would rather there be a bauble of some kind. He raised himself so that both paws were touching the roots and let the magic flow. Suddenly, there was an eruption of light and a large, brightly glowing path of moss emerged. He stepped back, surprised, but was happy with how well the spell worked. Now the cave under the roots was beautifully lit.

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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That was the first of his housekeeping. Next up...what was next? Well, he had to make this place look and feel more like a home. As for the interior, now that he was staring at how bright the glowing moss was he realized that it would probably bother him at night. He wondered if there was a way to cover it at night. Perhaps he could keep a bundle of lichen underneath and cover it over when he went to sleep?

That was a pretty good idea. He pressed his paws against the tree again and watched as a large growth of hanging lichen formed. He carefully scraped it off and fitted it over the moss. There was still a glow from behind the covering, but it was at least dimmed. Happy with his work, he took it off and carefully set it back on the ground before turning to the outside. Time for some gardening.

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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Rift bounded outside, reveling in the warmth and life of Eridanus. He really did love this place and he was so happy that he had found it. But he couldn't focus on that yet. He had a busy day. He looked around the clearing and spotted large groupings of flowers and plants everywhere. Perhaps he could identify them and start sorting?

He rushed forward to begin his work. For a while, he went through each section of the clearing, licking the leaves and smelling them to try and distinguish what they were. An internal knowledge of the plant life of the caves allowed him to be able to place a name on every one of them. Eventually, the whole clearing had been identified.

He stood at the front of the clearing and focused. This was going to be a big job. He reached into the earth, into each root and bulb that sprouted a plant and willed them to move into organized groups that he mapped out in his head. He felt the earth shifting and many plants seemingly just popped out of the ground and hobbled around until they reached the spot he had designated and popped back into the ground.

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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It would have to be good enough. They weren't all perfectly in the right place, so he manually dug up and relocated the rest. By the time he was finished, the clearing was already looking much more pleasing to the eye. But it was missing something that he had dearly missed from Kera - mushrooms. At least she had taught him the spell that would allow him to grow them.

He walked through his garden, all different types of fungus sprouting at his feet. He made sure of them were glowing to make the place seem even more magical. He stepped back to admire his handiwork. He liked it. The garden looked both organized and natural, with the mushrooms scattered throughout. This place was already starting to feel more like home.

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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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Rift (Original)

Rift (Original)

Rift (Original)

Rift (Original)