May 04 2015, 10:34 PM
wolven!
For as much exploring as Leon had done in his very short life, it seemed he was destined to go no further than the Core. It was Rohan that kept him there, always uncertain if his friend was okay with leaving, always scared that if he ventured too far, he might never find his friend again. He knew the cave extended further than what he'd seem so far. There were Gembounds all over the place now, more than when he'd awoken, and they came from places that Leon had never seen. They looked so different from him and could do different things, and he wondered if it was because they had come from such different places. The bear wouldn't leave yet, at least not without Rohan - and it was likely that where ever Leon went, Teyouma would follow, too.
At the moment, he found himself alone. The bear sat against the wall, finding comfort in the clammy darkness. It wasn't all that dark here actually, receiving ample light from the broad opening into Polaris nearby. Luminous mosses sprouted along the wall, giving the tunnel entrance a blue-green hue. His mind was wandering, hopping from his friends to other Gembounds he had met to his attempts and failures at what he would come to understand as magic. He couldn't control the heat summoned by his paws, and he was afraid to try it again. The last two times it happened it had burned him. Yet if he didn't practice, it would keep happening. What did he want more - the uncertainty of his magic, but the comfort of not experiencing its pain now? Or mastery over it, should he risk harming himself in the process?
He huffed, unhappy and unable to decide. The bear slouched down, most of his body laying on the ground while his head was propped up against the wall, his paws resting lazily on his stomach. What was he to do?
At the moment, he found himself alone. The bear sat against the wall, finding comfort in the clammy darkness. It wasn't all that dark here actually, receiving ample light from the broad opening into Polaris nearby. Luminous mosses sprouted along the wall, giving the tunnel entrance a blue-green hue. His mind was wandering, hopping from his friends to other Gembounds he had met to his attempts and failures at what he would come to understand as magic. He couldn't control the heat summoned by his paws, and he was afraid to try it again. The last two times it happened it had burned him. Yet if he didn't practice, it would keep happening. What did he want more - the uncertainty of his magic, but the comfort of not experiencing its pain now? Or mastery over it, should he risk harming himself in the process?
He huffed, unhappy and unable to decide. The bear slouched down, most of his body laying on the ground while his head was propped up against the wall, his paws resting lazily on his stomach. What was he to do?