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the forests will echo with laughter. - Isaac - May 04 2015



The chrysalis was a womb that he timelessly slept in; motionless and only partially aware of the world outside of his cradle. He remained motionless as his makeshift ears picked up strange noises outside, but he couldn't move or react to expose how curious he felt about his newly given perception. He could definitely pretend with the imagination he was born with, but there was little he could think of when his brain continued to develop and his body still leeching nutrients off of his silent creator. While he was fond of the creator, he continued to grow inside, and each passing day he became more and more uncomfortable by the cramped area. It wasn't easy for him to understand yet, or why his creator wished to expel him from the only home he had never known.

The stone began to crack starting from the outside as it seeped into the hollow middle. His growing body was only aiding the large cracks as splinters broke free from the cradle, and eventually his claws pushed against the weak spot until a hole was formed and life continued to stir within the canine. It was exhilarating, but he was shocked as the cradle shattered completely, leaving the pup to fall face flat onto the ground wide-eyed. He could feel the cold ground, and the light that shimmered all around him as he took in the first breath of life. It was so foreign a concept of him to feel alive that he could barely move, or perhaps his body was terribly stiff and sore from the lack of space in his last moments of his cocoon. It wasn't easy to move legs that never had been used before as stubby legs tried to balance, but his entire body wobbled to and fro trying not to fall as he attempted to get to his feet.

Honey-gold eyes blinked in the darkness of the cave, but he couldn't see. Yet the newborn sensed there was something involved with lighting up the area. The idea was temporary, and it bypassed him completely, to his dismay. There was some form of lightning as it gently radiated from the ceiling above him. The pup lifted his chin as he gazed at them with awe as an unintelligible sound escaped him to express his excitement. This was what being alive was like, but he was too new to understand what it was like to be born and live in the caverns. It was all too shocking for him to really think straight to the best of his ability, but it was a warm feeling compared to the cold slumber within his chrysalis.

"bark"


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RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Nyx - May 04 2015

Nyx Dawnwalker
Follow your dreams.

Nyx was on her first real adventure. Some may consider her "birth" as its own adventure, but not to the young fawn. An adventure needed to end with a discovery or whatever and she didn't really discover anything upon her birth. The world around her had been there before, after all.
Despite that not being a flawless argumentation, Nyx carried on, walking through the large cave she called her home on thin, wobbly legs.

Something cracked and the noise caused the doe to twitch and turn towards the source of the noise. "Huh?" Nyx hummed as she saw the shattered remains of what looked like a stone - next to it was an animal. It was larger than her, with a stronger build and dark fur. The fawn's curiosity grew until she couldn't remain in the shadows any longer and decided to show herself.

Nyx' hooves made an admirable amount of noise for the tiny thing that she was. Her black eyes rested on the stranger's form who was trying to stand on his shaking legs. Carefully, the doe approached him. "You?" She called out, that being one of the few words she knew already.

"Listen to me."

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RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Fisher - May 04 2015

A long, slinky creature tread carefully over the icy path that was Tunnel H, his ears twitching and nose sniffing the whole way. His paws seemed natural on the ice, although he did slip quite a lot along the way. Now, having come into being in the buzzy, foggy room, being anywhere that there wasn't mist made the young Fisher rather uncomfortable. He was happy to get away from the humming and the mist for a while, his tail wagging behind him with each step, doing its best to keep him balanced.

Tunnel H was very confusing. It was narrow in quite a few places, but he could see with his large pupils that the path kept branching. He didn't know where to go, but the ice under his paws was tinted blue, lit up by something that reflected down the corridor. Being quite the explorer, he was to find the end of it one way or another.

His pawpads felt frozen by the end of it, but eventually he saw a wonderful blue light come down one branch and set off for it, a new-found vigor in his chest. He almost wanted to push his heart faster, to give himself more energy-- more blood through his muscles-- but it was a weird feeling of controlling his heart and he didn't want to do it unless his emotions were getting the better of him. He decided he could run at a quite regular pace and that would be fine enough.

The blue light wasn't quite as bright as he thought it was. In fact, the room was quite dark, but he had got very used to the pitch black and not being able to see so well. Without the fog blocking his night vision, not that Fishers were particularly the sharpest eyes, he could make out the edges of things fairly well at least. His ears twitched as he heard a soft, small noise.

It sounded, plainly, like a bark. It was the first noise skinny Fisher had heard besides his own slippery pawsteps, since he had left the Hum of the Cetus room, and his ears picked it up sharply. He wanted to "bark" back, because it was a noise he was sure he could imitate and humming at the hum seemed to work when he was in his birth room... Yet, he hesitated. He heard the clopping, sharp notes of a noise that repeated in a fashion he knew must be footsteps, but they were too noisy. At least his paws were muffled, aside from his claws when he had them out.

A small voice carried on the empty air as he crept forward, whiskers twitching on his triangular face. As he got closer, the shadows parted to show a very tall looking brown creature with feet that ended in noisy claws and a smaller but still bigger than Fisher black and brown animal. Fisher decided that, because the smaller one was the same color almost as him, that they must have been a friend. They didn't know about the taller, pointy feet one, but he wasn't about to let that stop him any.

Gathering his courage-- of which he had a lot, thank you!-- he bolted over in a way that only animals related to weasels could do, sort of zigzaggy and hyper.

"Bark!" Decidedly, he barked back at the dog, a smaller, squeaker noise but still definitely a bark. That would show that they were friends, right? Not that he needed a friend, but the deer was very intimidating to a tiny Fisher.

RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Isaac - May 04 2015



It wasn't easy trying to steady his wobbly legs, and while he was bound to grow tall, the newborn was not even showing his true height as his belly brushed against the ground. He had no intentions of looking fierce, but there wasn't an audience for him to meet and greet after his birth anyway. He didn't know how to communicate besides a bark that escaped his lips, but it had no meaning behind the sound.

Speak of the devil, there was a clattering of footsteps ricocheting off the cavern walls, and the pup was alerted with his erect ears forward and eyes scanning his surroundings. It was still rather dark so he couldn't see who had approached, but if the lightning was any help, he could make out an outline of a smaller form. They emerged from the shadows though, and what stood in front of him was a petite creature lacking paws with spindly legs, and dark eyes glanced at him. He looked back with his own light eyes bright with curiosity. You? they said with a high-pitched tone. He blinked as he tried to find his own response to the creature. "Yuuu!" he attempted with a grin, and tail wag following his word. He was so proud of himself.

One of his ears swerved to meet more footsteps as his grin faded, and he blinked as he was greeted by another member of the audience. This furry creature did not have the weird looking feet as Yuuu, but what surprised him was the attempt at his species's way of vocal communication. He was instinctively defensive as his hackles rose as the creature scurried in a zigzag, but he seemed relieved to know someone else knew how to bark although zigzag creature didn't look anything like him. He hesitantly wagged his tail as he barked again directing it towards the furry creature. He turned his head to look at the hoofed creature before looking back.




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RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Nyx - May 04 2015

Nyx Dawnwalker
Follow your dreams.

It wasn't easy for Nyx to deal with a strange creature that looked stronger than her - which could also bark loudly, a noise the fawn didn't find that comforting - in a cave larger than what Nyx would've liked. It did not help that a very energetic creature suddenly joined them, this one also barking. The fawn turned towards the smaller bark-creature, watching as it zig-zagged through the cave, towards her and the larger bark-creature. For now, she'd call them Large Bark & Small Bark - because those seemed to be the only noises they could make.

Large Bark immediately went to destroy Nyx theory when he mimicked her call, proving that he was capable of producing less unpleasant noises. His grin looked a little threatening to Nyx because of his teeth, but she disregarded this thought because of his wagging tail, knowing she did this only to express joy.

The good image of Large Bark that had been forming in Nyx mind was destroyed when he barked at Small Bark, the doe's eyes flattening against her head due to the loud noise. "No bark." She said strictly, looking at Large Bark first, then at Small Bark. Eventually, the fawn smiled at them, her own tail wagging as she thought that they may listen to her. She liked the silence much better than their loud barking. "Me Nyx." She said, looking at both creatures, before asking: "You?" And looking at them.

"Listen to me."

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RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Fisher - May 04 2015

Fisher felt so relieved when the big furry pawed creature barked again after replying to the claw-footed, taller one. It could only mean that their was a good understanding between them now, so feeling reassured the short, fluffy creature scooted a bit closer and started to wag his tail... Well, because the others were. If there was one thing Fisher knew well, it was that you had to copy everything around you to be accepted. It had worked with the Humming, after all.

His joy was short lived as Nyx told them with such firmness: No Bark. Now, if there was another thing that Fisher knew, it was that absolutely no one told him what to do. He had been alive for a short time, but he had already learned that about himself. He did what he wanted and that was that.

"Bark if we wanna!" He retorted in a grunt, raising himself up on his hindlegs, tucking his paws into his chest. "Right?" He cast a glance at the wobbly legged dog beside him-- the comment was more for newborns sake than his own. If he had met a creature with sharp, dangerous paws that was so much bigger than him, he would have probably scampered right up his tree and never come down. Of course, he was much braver now. If he had to, he could even calm the doggie down if he got scared, using his heart relaxing powers. Err, maybe. Well, he hadn't tried it on someone else yet, but he had successfully done it to himself so that was that, right? He could do it. Probably.

Lifted up to his "full" height, he was still shorter than the lanky legged baby deer, but he could meet her eyes just fine. Now that he had done that, he saw something quite familiar. A flat, wide nose, floppy and wiggly ears, and eyes set wide apart on the side of her head, much different from the canine beside him.

Fisher realized he had meet another one of these claw-footed things before. He wasn't sure what to do with that knowledge, but indeed, the first creature he had ever met was also a deer. He hadn't known at the time, to his relief, that such a creature had such dangerous looking paws. The one he had met before was in the muddy forest, where such hooves would have sunk deep and been covered in muck-- indeed, his first encounter was full of filthy mud covered critters. Maybe the hooves weren't so scary, anyway.

"I's Fisher!" He announced sharply, chittering now. He knew just what to say to this bossy Nyx-- however someone got their mouth around such a weird word. He wagged his tail harder, and put on a bigger grin in copy of their floppy, furry pawed companion as if to out-do Nyx's attempt at looking nice and friendly. "Bark is good."

[[ooc;; this reply was s o good before i lost it SOBS]]

RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Isaac - May 04 2015



The pup looked at the two creatures, but it was the fawn that seemed displeased to hear the two boys barking at one another. Zigzag was trying to wag his own tail, and it only caused the larger one with paws to wag his tail faster. He did not proceed to bark again, and that decision was made before the other gembound involved told the two to stop barking. He looked at the fawn with a frown. "No bark?" he repeated; his speech somewhat garbled. He sounded disappointed that he wasn't permitted to speak his species's language now.

The smaller creature seemed to be against following the command. It took him a moment to realize he was being talked to, and he nodded silently; unable to think of the right words to say. His legs were still weird to use, but he attempted to try and settle his shaky body. It wasn't easy trying to reach his full height either, and when the other barker rose on his hind legs, he begun to wonder if that was what dogs were supposed to do too. He gradually rose on his hind legs as his entire frame wobbled and his front legs flailed before all four of his paws hit the ground with a thump! His dark claws scraped the surface as he tried to grip the ground before his body stopped shaking and he regained control of his balance. "Riiight." he finally said.

The two of them were already referring themselves to strange words, but some part of his mind reminded him he had his own to spare. His creator did not leave its child nameless, but it was a matter of racking his brain for it. He took a moment to accurately place the name to the two of his audience. Nyx, and Fisher. His eyes focused on the fawn as she said "you" to him once more. "Yuuu." he said before moments passed, and he realized what she was referring to. "Isaac?" he was starting to get the hang of this speech business. "Yuuu Nyx. Yuu Fisher?"

He grinned at Fisher who continued to wag his tail too. "Bark good!" he agreed. A light woof escaped his lips in the process, but he held no guilt over it.




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RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Nyx - May 05 2015

Nyx Dawnwalker
Follow your dreams.

Poor Nyx. These two barking gembounds just didn't understand her! Maybe Large Bark would've listened if Small Bark hadn't been there. The beige-pelted fawn sighed at Small Bark's rebellion. Her ears turned towards her back, flattening against her head in an attempt to shield them from the large barks of her new friends.

The doe was honestly unimpressed when Small Bark stood on his hindlegs. Even though he'd only been standing for a moment, Large Bark's size was a little more impressive. But he couldn't hold his balance that way and Nyx was back to being the tallest among them.

Apparently, Small Bark's real name was Fisher. Nyx preferred Small Bark though. "Bark is okay, loud bark hurts Nyx." Her high-pitched voice hardly echoed through the cave, unlike the barks of the male gembounds.

Large Bark's name was Isaac. The way he tried to mimic her speech was adorable and Nyx smiled at him. "Isaac." She said and leaned into him, wanting to nuzzle her nose into the fur of his neck to memorize his scent. "Isaac friend?"

Despite being a bit confused as to whether Fisher would let her, Nyx attempted to do the same with him. "Fisher friend?" The fawn asked, hoping he wouldn't bark too loudly.

"Listen to me."

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RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Fisher - May 05 2015

The bigger furball tried to copy his stance and just ended up flailing and falling down again. The movement was enough to make the fisher scamper backwards, ears upright and fur puffed out in surprise. The dark brown mustelid relaxed, tail wagging, as the larger creature repeated, Riiiiight.

Isaac must have been the dogs name, which suited Fisher just fine. The 'ack' at the end was perfectly easy to chitter, and while he didn't repeat the name outloud he mouthed it, finding it full of easy shapes and it rolled nearly off his tongue. Fisher nodded as Isaac repeated back his name with those long, drawn out Yuuuuu's that sounded so funny. He'd get the paw of it soon, anyway.

Fisher was quite pleased with himself. Bark was good and everyone here knew it! His smug expression flickered to Nyx's long, smooth face as she began to speak again. He sniffed as she did, getting an itch just behind his ear. He wiggled down against the ground and curled up so his hindfoot could reach the itch, and scratched away. The big hoofed creature wasn't scary at all! He should've known from his previous encounter that deer were harmless but this solidified his understanding. Hurt by Barks? He scratched as his ear as he thought it over. Well, he didn't have to bark loudly. Coming to a comprimise, he lifted his head when the deer asked if Fisher was a Friend.

Fisher didn't know if he wanted friends, but he knew that it would be good to have other animals be nice to him. He grinned enthusastically and nodded. "Friends," he replied in a soft, low chitter. "No loud barks for big ears. Easy." The weasel-like animal felt a grumble build up in his stomach and sighed.
He was always so hungry! He doubted the puppy or the sensitive claw-foot had any idea where good grub was... Though, neither did he. He kept that to himself thought-- he didn't want to look foolish in front of the big fluffball who he liked quite a bit or the deer who was sensitive but mostly alright.

RE: the forests will echo with laughter. - Isaac - May 06 2015



Isaac was amused to see Fisher attempt the whole two-legged business, but they both were not very successful in maintaining their balance. His head followed the fisher's movement as he scampered backwards and he expressed surprise. The tail wagged again while the dog's own tail continued to wag too.

Nyx did not seem particularly fawn of the loud barking emitted from the two creatures that were with her. He was still rather disappointed that he couldn't bark loudly to express himself, but that was when the strange words that each animal said and mouthed came into play. The sounds were weird as he tried to figure out how it all wove together, but it was exciting nonetheless. Now if he could only learn to use it to sound more intelligent than he was already capable of, he would praise the good Isaac for a good job.

Then there was a question about being a friend; a term that Isaac had to use his brain for to figure out. It would never hurt to see if it meant anything positive for a frown would break his little heart from embarrassment. There was a smile from the deer, and he grinned a toothy grin back, revealing his canines without any intentions to appear intimidating. "Friend mean good?" he asked as he flicked his bushy tail around before he decided to answer his own question. "Friend must be good. Nyx friend. Fisher friend." Fisher already made a compromise with the whole barking, and he nodded at that; small barks instead. He could do that! Well, he could try. His tongue poked through his teeth as he lowered his lips to hide his baby teeth. Friends did not need to see his teeth, and his smelly breath.



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