Mar 11 2018, 03:20 PM
Rift's eyes blinked open in the shining light of the Maw of Mosses. The moss underneath his body was still soft and warm and it smelled fresh and wonderful. He had just changed it yesterday, both for him and Sebastian, so he had slept so well last night.
With a large yawn, he raised his head, his eyes adjusting to the light. He softly stood from his bed and padded out of the gap in the tree roots. The soft aroma and the sweet scents of the flowers around him invaded his nose and he breathed deeply, a soft smile alighting on his face. He stepped through his beautiful, flourishing garden, touching each flower, each fern, each little mushroom dotting the ground with gently affection.
But there was something still stuck at the back of his head. Something that had been forgotten in the past cycle but now came back to him, full aware and deeply disturbing. But he couldn't think about that now, he had just woken up and there were things to do. He had reached the pool just in the trees. He sat down to take a good long lap before turning back to the clearing.
He stepped up to his garden and took a good position. He raised his head and opened his mouth, letting the magic flow through his body. A small jet of water squirted from his mouth and sprinkled into the air. It fell gently across his garden, watering and rejuvenating the plants across the grass, just as he did every morning. He liked to do this before Sebastian woke up - the cub, or, well, the other puma probably didn't much like water.
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"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.
tags: @Sebastian
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