Drip, drop, drip, drop. The sound was so disturbing and annoying. She could hear it perfectly from within her safe shield. Maybe it was time to get out and find out what that was. What caused it. What made the little girl so fixed on getting out. Legs kicked and paws pushed with all the might she had. And after awhile of struggling the little kit flew out and went straight down. Body falling on the hard earth, but like that wasn't enough she continued down until the water wrapped around her. The sudden impact caused the little babe to squeak and legs started to move on instinct. Fiery eyes opened and she needed a few seconds to adjust to her surroundings before she actually tried to reach for the hard ground. Paws extend and no matter how little, strangely strong enough to pull her front body onto the shore.

She coughs and long ears flop at her sides. A small frown clouding her masked face. She remains sprawled on the ground with the awful taste in her mouth from the sudden swimming lesson. Something flicks behind her and she turns to take a look. Oh, it is just my tail. She thinks and finally crawls slowly and carefully to a safer place, or so she thought, away from the liquid. Dark lips part, but soon close. The first strange word that came to her mind was spoken with honey sweet voice -- cracked at the end by another cough. "Miza," Her words formed with a strange dialect. But she liked it. Maybe being unique would be something she could work into. Small bronze body is curled in a ball and slightly shivering. But she couldn't just stay there curled up. At least she could observe her surroundings. Fiery eyes open up and head rises from it's previous position over her front paws and she looks around. Ears perk and she follows every curve of her surroundings, every movement and every little thing that could catch her attention. Tail flicks once more and black ears perk at all the sounds around her. She concentrates and tries to hear anything that might help her identify where she was and where she could go. I need to ge' up. Her inner voice is tempting, confident and so is she. But she would stay curled up for now maybe in a little while she will get up.

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The serpent had been away from the nest for about a day, though there was no concept of day or night in the Caves. Midas simply guessed how long it had been. It could have been even just a few hours. Who knew? The gilded king was poised atop a stone, lime orbs sparkling with contempt for the cave. It was rather cold, and the magicka crackled so thickly that one may feel as if they were suffocating in it. Not to mention the ragtag bands of golems that roamed the core. If there was anything that the king was afraid of, it was perhaps mindless rocky beasts. Each movement was staggering and slow, but he knew that they were a powerful beast. The stones churned against one another, thus filling Polaris with a constant low grinding noise.

He had not caught anything to feed upon or give to the hen... well, yet, anyways.

There was a flicker of movement, which instantly caught the attention of the massive serpent. A small voice echoed towards him, and a bronze lump of sodden and shivering fur lay curled up on the floor. The verdent reptile wondered for a moment if this was perhaps a neonate. He'd just heard the sound of rock splitting before. Curiousity glimmering in his eyes, Midas approached, slithering methodically across the cool stone floor.

Once he deemed himself close enough, he cooed softly, "Are you awake, my child?" Always the false smiles.

@MIZĂ

Small shivering body was starting to get colder and colder. She tightened the curl while her head was still up. Concentrating on her surroundings more. Ears perk and turn in every possible direction. Eyes close and he clears her mind trying to imagine everything that she can hear. Grinding rocks, drops, the river and then she stiffens. It's a little bit too quiet.. Miza shifts slightly in her position as fiery eyes open and scan her surroundings once more, but all she could see was..

Nothing.

The scary part was that she didn't expect what happened next. She could feel no heat behind her until words were spoken. With a squeak she is fast to jump up and turn around only to face something green and long in front of her. She could feel her heart in her ears. Adrenaline raised as she felt threatened and yet... It was so weird. The light colored eyes in front of her were soothing and yet the view.. not so much. The kit takes in a breath and exhales after a bit before finally locking fiery gaze with the green reptile. Tail tucked in and Miza swallows softly. The words that were cooed didn't really need an answer since she already showed just how awake she was. So instead the girl stayed quiet, body straightened it's position and tail raised. She was going to prove she wasn't afraid. She was going to face this green long necked body with a head and prove him her worth. So chest with red ruby puffed up and she mewled out. "Who're y'u?" The strange accent she had when she first named herself was still here. Maybe it was permanent. Something else comes to mind and she hurries to let the foreign words out. "Înfiorător.." Crepy.. She understood it okay. But what if he gets mad.. or she.. Ears pin back slightly and Miza stares confused at the green reptile in front of her.

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@MIDAS

The serpent continued his advance silently, even if he was noticed once he was close enough. The bronze neonate stirred a little, but soon jumped up onto her feet as she noticed the gilded king. Her little back arched, tiny tail flicking between her hind legs. Her fiery gaze locked onto his form, and in turn, the serpent observed.

Midas gazed at the newly emerged Gembound, lime-hued eyes scanning every feature of the creature. Feline, of course. But... why, those were the biggest ears he'd ever seen on a feline. And they were pointy, with little black tufts sticking out of them. They seemed like they would be much better for gathering sound than the rounded and enclosed ears of Cancer's and Makyna's! As the small kit straightened and puffed out her chest in bravery, he simply chuckled. It wasn't dark and deep, nor was it light and cheerful. It was something between.

Thickly accented words graced his ear holes, and the serpent tilted his head in a rather innocent manner. "Midas Gildenleaf" Why not introduce himself? Foreign words reached him next, but he decided that it would be no use to attempt to decipher the word. "Who are you, neonate?" Midas was curious, eager to know... and perhaps considering adopting this child and raising him in her favor. Perhaps she'd grow to be as big as Cancer and Makyna!

@MIZĂ

The puffed up form of the girl was greeted with the green strange neck towards her. Her rump met the ground as he watched her in return The way his head tilted to her words and how her language made him confused. It was really amusing to the girl so she let out a small giggle to his confusion. And then he speaks which erases the small smile from her face. Bright eyes watch as his lips move. His introduction taken in and she tries to remember. Mi'da Gilde'af.. Hope he won't eat me. She murrs to herself on the inside and then his next words cause her to let loose of her concentration on trying to remember the name. Ears twitch and she listens carefully. Who was she? She just gave herself a name didn't she? Dark lips part and the honey like voice chirped out with confidence. "Mi'da Gilde'af. I am Miza." The babe repeats his name the way she can say it and then introduces herself while ears flick with curiosity towards the man in front of her. It had to be a he right? His name was Mi'da after all. Tail flicks and she takes a step closer slowly to lower her head and take a sniff. He smells weird... And he looks weird.. What is he? She asked herself millions of question in her mind and then she finally comes another step forward and her lips part as she mumbles out. "Wha' are y'u?" She asks wanting to know. Eager to know. It was almost unbelievable how much she already wanted to learn just from meeting this scary and yet interesting thing. And it was green! Such a cute color she thought it was.

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@MIDAS

The serpent watched the kitten sit upon her rump, then giggle at his own confusion and curiousity. It was an innocent giggle, and it wasn't like he'd expect a child to be born with perfect manners. Heck, Midas had been born as a sickeningly innocent little creature... and now, he was beyond that. He'd discovered what he was good for. Perhaps, he'd finally completed his mindless Wiggle Quest.

The feline chirped confidently, repeating his name with her own thick Romanian accent and premature voice, then inteoducing her own. Miză was her name... how elegant. It reminded the serpent of his own name. It was meant to be! Midas cooed, "That's a very beautiful name, Miză." Just as elegant as he could tell the kitten would grow to be. Those fiery eyes were filled with determination and courage.

Midas had been lost within his thoughts when the caracal kitten's voice broke into it. What was he? "Why, I am a serpent, a snake," he smiled sweetly, slithering closer and forming a protective circle about the kitten, his tail flicking back and forth to entice the small creature to play, "just as you are a feline."

@Miză