Cuan began wandering around polaris when- Wait, why are there statues? Is this a party? "Hello?" Cuanakrys howled in question, wondering what this was.

Xireidi Xireidi's gaze danced around as more and more Gembounds appeared from seemingly nowhere and all congregated to this one spot. He recognized almost none of them, yet none of them gave off the same creepy vibe he'd gotten from his last encounter. They seemed to range in age from freshly emerged to seemingly as weathered as the caves themselves. Bit by bit he watched them start to put the party together, putting up decorations and striking up conversations. There was little the wolf suspected he could actually do to help set things up. His magic of unveiling secrets wasn't very flashy and could easily cause hurt feelings. Besides he didn't know most of the others and the personality of his magic was a bit sour. Actually he hadn't felt the tug of his magic's voice since hibernation. Was it still asleep? That was probably a good thing for now, but hopefully it wouldn't cause him issue whenever he had need of it. His attention shifted once again to the great creature before him just sitting there bored. "Oh! It's good to meet you Garmer, I'm Xireidi." He paused a moment, waiting for a reply as his stomach groaned. Perhaps after talking with the bird-thing he'd gather together a hunting party and seek out some larger prey. "The words I speak" The thoughts I hold And the self I keep hidden away

Tags: @Tukluk

Wow! A lot more Gembounds had shown up in the last few minutes. Also, holy shit! A giant lizard had just made a statue of him out of ice! He’d exclaimed loudly when that had happened, and been smug for the last five minutes or so. He looked good as an ice sculpture. And his ego was only boosted when his Magic kicked in again, and this time the holly bushes all grew to a decent size. Now the Spire was really looking festive. He let out a breath as the last one was planted. Now all that was left was the mistletoe. Well, and the fruit, but those weren’t decorations…

In the meantime, Garmer sat before a wolf who seemed to want to communicate with him. Unfortunately, Garmer was stuck being only able to communicate directly with Tukluk, his Bonded. All other Gembounds were impossible to talk to, even though he understood them. Feeling rather uncomfortable because he didn’t know how to communicate with this Gembound, he called for Tuck’s help. Would you come back over here, and tell this wolf that I can’t speak your language? Garmer shifted awkwardly, trying to look apologetically at the canid while Tuck came scampering back over to them.

“Oh, hey,” the marmoset began. “Garmer can’t talk like us. He can understand you because I gave him Magic that lets him understand Greater Gembounds, but since he’s still a Lesser Gembound, he can’t really… communicate like us. So try to only ask him yes or no questions that are easy for you to understand his response to. And… he’s not really used to talking to other Gembounds. So… good luck.” Tuck laughed at the last sentence and then hopped away again to go plant more stuff.

Garmer glared at the monkey’s back for a moment. You make me sound so uncivilized. That’s not necessary.

Tuck only laughed in response.

"Speech looks like this."
"Thoughts looks like this."
This is Garmer.

tags: @Xireidi
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Ghanyarah leaned back smugly on his hind legs, waiting for the monkey to take a gander at the near perfect replica he'd crafted of ice. He'd only wanted to prove to Tukluk that he was capable of protecting them while creating art - one of his favorite hobbies, only to realize that few others had noticed as well. He couldn't tell if they were admiring, but that was what he'd intended to reap from Tukluk, so opted to interpret it as flattery anyways when the others turned to see. And there was certainly more where that came from, if the marmoset deemed him worthy, and -

Oh, he'd already sprung away to grow more plants intercept a wolf who was talking to some lesser Gembound. Ghanyarah flicked his tongue and cocked his head, long tail sweeping agitatedly. He'd have to take it as a yes. The reptile shifted, settling on the ground and passing his eyes across those that had arrived, wondering who he should sculpt next. He'd spotted a young kitten much like one he'd tried to eat before, and out of instinct flicked his tongue to get a taste of her warmth. Then another cat, this one larger and who was looking at his marmoset sculpture earlier, attempted to craft one out of ice as well. Only it was less detailed and of poorer quality. He tilted his head, his intrigue with the kitten passing in favor of the ice wielding cat.

With the two of them, they could fill this place with ice sculptures. And what would be the best compliment to ice sculptures? Snow! Ghanyarah just needed to see how much this cat could do! Even if her sculptures weren't as detailed, he still found them exquisite, and his thoughts were run amuck with ideas on how to render beauty onto this little get together. He reached out into the air, seeking to turn each water molecule into a tiny, glittering snowflake. "Can you do this?"

Soon enough the air shimmered with flakes above their heads. They floated idly down towards them, but had a tendency to fizzle and melt as soon as they made contact with the ground or a warm body. This place could stand to be a bit colder, anyways.

@Splashy

"Hi? There appears to be a party here.... I would like to join in?" Cuanakrys said, having a feeling that.. hey, wait, was that the marmoset Cuan met 3-4 cycles ago? Bah, never mind... Cuanakrys padded in a different direction, looking around.

Splashy watched the komodo dragon as he looked at her sculpture. It looked nowhere near as good as his, but she still found herself proud of it. She didn't even know she could do that! If only she had Sky with her, she'd love it, she was certain. With a sigh, she plopped down and watched the other for a moment as he seemed to cast another spell. As flakes suddenly appeared in the air, her ears pricked up. "That's so cool!" The previously nervous and anxious cat was gone, leaving someone excited about what her spell could do.

She quickly tried to do the same as he, thinking about the gem that resided in spikes along her neck, closing her eyes. Soon, flakes began to form. They didn't last long ,melting before they even touched the ground, but they were there.

Cuan looked at the flakes of ice in the air. "Woah... It's exactly like one of my daydreams..." The particular daydream she was was mentioningwas one with many ice flakes, and a transparent gembound... yeah, those daydreams where weird.

Ghanyarah sat back, his heart swelling with pride as the snowflakes drifted lazily around them, then more so as the cat watched in awe. Then moments later, she attempted the same thing as well, with similar results. Ghanyarah observed the snowflakes swirl around them, but just as quickly, they would melt again on the slick rocks. The reptile stood straighter and summoned his magic once again, hoping that this time, the snow would be able to stay.

Ever so slowly, the air began to cool. It took longer than he hoped and he focused on the surge of magic from within him, aching to feel that biting freeze on his scales. Before long, the air immediately surrounding him began to feel frigid, and he puffed out transparent clouds with each exhale. The snow was beginning to gather on the floor now instead of immediately melting away, gradually collecting a thin blanket of soft white. "Now the snow will stay." The reptile said with certainty and settled on the ground, pleased to allow the snow to accumulate around him. The cold-blooded reptile had long since transitioned his physiology into something more permitting of the chill; he preferred it to the heat.

"What is your name? I am Ghanyarah." He asked the feline as his sunset eyes roved the cave, observing the snowfall and the Gembounds gathering around.

@Splashy

Cuanakrys was in awe as she gazed at the icey decor. She looked from the reptile to the cat, and said "This is really cool! How long did it take you guys to get this good?"

Oh man! This holiday party was really working, which, honestly, kind of surprised Tuck. He hadn’t really expected anyone to show up, since there was no way for this many Gembounds to even know that this was happening. It’s not like he’d gone around inviting everyone. But maybe… maybe the Magic of the Caves had somehow let everyone know what was happening in Polaris. Who knew? And now there was snow! Tuck… couldn’t remember if he’d ever seen snow. He was sure he’d been in some of the colder areas of the Cave… so he’d seen ice before. But he’d never seen snow falling. It wasn’t much, and only covered a small area around a few Gembounds, but it was something! And more ice sculptures! Yes!

Now he just had to plant this mistletoe, and then he could get around to the fruit for the herbivores/omnivores… Though… he seemed to be the only fruit-eating Gembound in the vicinity. Hmm… Let’s see… Tuck looked around at the Gembounds who were here. Two wolves… — Oh my God, was one of them that really weird red wolf he’d met like… forever ago? Crap. What was she doing here? He grimaced a bit, but decided to ignore her presence for now. After all, it was a party. And what kind of host would he be if he kicked out certain Gembounds just for being a little different? Okay, two wolves, a bunch of cats, aaaand… a giant lizard. What the hell did a giant lizard eat? Giant bugs? Tuck had no idea, but something told him fruit wasn’t on the menu. Oh well. The marmoset grinned to himself. More fruit for me!

He turned back to the first mistletoe seed he’d just planted and called on his Magic to make it grow… and nothing happened. Damn! This was a party! With a sigh, he just resigned himself to trying again in a little bit.

"Speech looks like this."
"Thoughts looks like this."
This is Garmer.


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