Jun 04 2018, 07:12 PM
They were bored. The young Gembound, who, as of yet, was still unnamed, was completely, utterly, and totally bored, no exception. They had satiated their hunger and thirst a few hours ago, and had flown to the ridges. However, the sheer humidity of the place made flying uncomfortable for them, meaning that they preferred not to practice flying in this room. The novetly of a new location had quickly worn off, leaving the cockatiel with nothing to do.
With a sudden flash of inspiration, they reached for the magic stored on the side of their neck, trying to produce the humming sound that they had done earlier with Envy. They got a grasp on it, coaxing the magic out, but it slipped from their “grip”, leaving the magic to fizzle out. The Gembound pouted. As the magic faded out, they noticed a soft azure glow out of the corner of their eye. They wondered what the glow was coming from, and flew down from the slippery cliffs of rock that they had been perched on to get a look at their reflection in the water.
The young cockatiel turned their head to examine their neck, where they assumed the blue light had come from. There, embedded in it, was a gemstone- like the crystals in Orion, but clear. As they continued to tilt their head this way and that to look closer, they thought they saw something through it. Indeed, there was a view of what they could only conclude was their throat. It bobbed slowly up and down, and it took a moment for them to realize that what they were seeing was, indeed, what they breathed through. They shuddered. That was definitely interesting, but a bit gross. They didn’t like seeing what should realistically be inside and unseen.
With a sudden flash of inspiration, they reached for the magic stored on the side of their neck, trying to produce the humming sound that they had done earlier with Envy. They got a grasp on it, coaxing the magic out, but it slipped from their “grip”, leaving the magic to fizzle out. The Gembound pouted. As the magic faded out, they noticed a soft azure glow out of the corner of their eye. They wondered what the glow was coming from, and flew down from the slippery cliffs of rock that they had been perched on to get a look at their reflection in the water.
The young cockatiel turned their head to examine their neck, where they assumed the blue light had come from. There, embedded in it, was a gemstone- like the crystals in Orion, but clear. As they continued to tilt their head this way and that to look closer, they thought they saw something through it. Indeed, there was a view of what they could only conclude was their throat. It bobbed slowly up and down, and it took a moment for them to realize that what they were seeing was, indeed, what they breathed through. They shuddered. That was definitely interesting, but a bit gross. They didn’t like seeing what should realistically be inside and unseen.