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A Bird Spreads Its Wings - Hyde - Jan 16 2024
...Sunlight peeks through from the canopy of trees, shining on a particularly animated little rock. It shakes and stirs - almost as if something is underneath. Then, without warning, CRACK ! First two little paws emerge, then a tiny head follows suit. The creature probes the air with its nose, and takes in the musky scent of the environment - it isn't quite sure what to make of it, though... Hyde groggily emerges from his stone, and blinks his beady little eyes. He is rather dazed and confused, not quite able to get a grasp on his surroundings. Everything is blurry, and a loud ringing clogs his hearing. What...This ? Hyde flexes a paw, and his two hind legs kick against his will. Definitely gonna take some getting used to those... He drags himself across the mossy floor, covering himself in the earthy scents. A feeble attempt at a crawl, that's for sure. Hyde opens his tiny maws, and gurgles softly. Frustrated, he tries again to communicate his thoughts; however, yet another babble emerges. Seems that this too will take some getting to used to. Hyde shifts his focus to his vision, for he begins to squint in hopes it will clarify his sights. No luck there either... Being a newborn sure is hard work, isn't it ? Well, at least the ringing in his ears had since died down. That's at least one thing to be glad about. Think positive, right ? "Speech looks like this."Thoughts look like this. tags: notes: coding by wulf for template purposes
RE: A Bird Spreads Its Wings - Rift - Jan 16 2024 This part of the dense Eridanus jungles was fairly clean of that infectious white fungus that covered most of the canopy. Rift had been working diligently over the past few cycles to put what dent he could in the seemingly endless carpets of white, but there was always more work to do, always more hive-mold to push from the plant-life. He was in a nearby tree that had missed out on some of his cleansing, veined with white infection that he was pulling from within the bark and scattering to the wind, when he heard the sound of cracking. His one ear stood tall and he turned, curious. A chrysalis hatching? RE: A Bird Spreads Its Wings - Hyde - Jan 17 2024 Hyde swiftly jerks his head towards the source of the noise; he is not entirely sure what to make of it. A mass of colors had suddenly garnered his attention, and then something he could somewhat understand. A word... But, what exactly did it mean ? Despite his lack of knowledge, Hyde can certainly make out the friendliness in the stranger's voice. "Hello." That really sticks with him... Hello. For reasons unknown to him, he has a strong urge to recreate the sound. Almost as if he feels the need to return the courtesy, yet he has no idea why he feels this way or what it means. "H... He..." he struggles to get the vowels quite right. Hyde then huffs with frustration, and cuffs his nose with his paws in anger. "O !" he declares, seeming quite confident with his pronunciation. Thoughts look like this. tags: @Rift notes: coding by wulf for template purposes
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