ORIGIN

He had wandered quite a bit away from his home, a part of the soil deeply hollowed out into a root and plant supported burrow just beneath an old and rather large tree. But that wasn't really an issue for Diot. Eridanus in its entirety he saw as his home- though today he was looking for some specific plant life and even new fungi to bring back. Normally he had everything he could desire nearby- but he could only grow and help blossom what life laid dormant beneath- and while he could theoretically become the host for such plants that were found elsewhere well...today wasn't that day- nevermind that this gave him an excuse to wander Eridanus again in the search for well anything.

He was hopping around on the ground, small hands patting over lush and damp vegetation that laid practically dormant beneath the ferns and trees. Moving aside fallen and broken leaves he was careful to move any insects that might be hiding throughout. Luckily there was no nest- so he could continue onward with his plans. Magic soon surged from his fingertips, calling and coaxing hidden seeds to take root and grow, pushing up victoriously through the soft and rich soil. Ah- perfect!

He was quite pleased to find a few healthy sprouts to take home- a new variety of plants to add to his array back home- these though were more suited for his decoration purposes. Though truth be told his attention and focus was rather engulfed onto his pleasant surprise-though...maybe not. But this was Eridanus- hardly anyone dangerous would come through here making much trouble-especially when Diot was so easily overlooked on the forest floor...And it had been...many cycles since the last stranger danger if he were to really think on it.

Besides, maybe he'd meet a new friend?

@Rainstorm

It had been... Some time since Rainstorm came back to their old home. It wasn't that they were afraid, Rainstorm was afraid of nothing that came through the heavily plant-covered cave. It was easy to hide within the plants, bushes, ferns, trees - just about everything was contained in the mainly-green cave. On top of spells, well, just about anyone could come here to hide if they really wanted to. Homing with the Seven, Rainstorm didn't visit as often anymore. Still, they did debate homing here again - they were sure Pride wouldn't mind. As long as they made sure the group knew they were still alive.

With more, deliberate sounds hitting their ears, Rainstorm paused. Someone's here. It could easily be a lesser, but with the size differences each one had... The bird had no way of telling. Their way of seeing was not the same as normal eyes - their eyes were sightless. Sounds told them where things were, and the rustling of plants easily alerted Rainstorm to something nearby. They would have to be quiet. They felt the magic sift through their body, down to their clawed-toes. As they moved, despite the quiet they nearly tripped over a twig creating a sound before continuing on. Shit.

They moved closer to the sound - not able to tell if they were hidden to the stranger or not, watching. Or rather, listening.

@Diot

He knew little about who or what was also in the nearby foliage of Eridanus, he was after all engulfed in his world. Hoping to coax a few more fresh sprouts of a desired plant or two. It wasn't until he heard a twig snap?- Was that a snap?...He could only squint, blinking slowly as his eyes flickered over the neighboring foliage- looking for...well anything. He hummed, waiting patiently to see anything or anyone- perhaps it was a lesser?...Regardless he spoke up- usually it startled most lessers and well if it was another gembound well he's sure most would speak up.

Hello? Who goes there?

Diot waited- at least for a few moments, casually side stepping a foot or so closer to a neighboring tree- a quick escape should the need arise in a worst case scenario. But he remained calm, it's all he really was in life to be honest. But he continued to hum again- this time louder in tune. Perhaps it really was a lesser?...Or maybe someone shy? Regardless he carried on with his work. Hands reaching down to the small sprouts below, sorting through the previous ones- and with a smile a few of the newer sprouts that followed in his footsteps just moments ago.



@Rainstorm
(Thank you for waiting!)