Yuma Bones skittered down from a large pile as like a flash of lighting in the void Yuma dashed across. His nocturnal eyes were accustomed to the conditions, and his intimate knowledge of the area around his dwelling protected him from most stumbles. He was here for... what was he here for again? He knew it had something to do with the piles of remains he had arranged into fun shapes around the area. Particularly one of the newer ones that he'd made where he put some non remains in. The little aye aye slid himself down the pile and toward his latest masterpiece, which looked like a collection of dead rats encircled around a canvas bag with a deer skull inside. That thing had taken a while to get off the rest of the corpse, and longer still to transport it back to his home in that bag! Still, something told him that there was no need for the bag now, and perhaps it could be useful for getting more pieces from the now headless deer if he fancied going back and scavenging from it again. With considerable effort Yuma managed to get the skull out of the bag and place it back in the center of the circle. His stomach pained him and growled angry noises at him as he did so. This was no issue though, for his art projects were functional as well as beautiful. With little effort the creature swept a claw down and grabbed one of the grubs that was feasting on a dead rat, consuming it in a single bite and taming the unhappy spirit which had taken residence in his gut. Placing the bag aside and grabbing a second grub Yuma looked with fondness over his handiwork. It was nice, but missing just a little something without the bag in place. Perhaps it was too hard to see the intricate details in this darkness? An idea struck! Yuma dashed over toward another pile where a bloated stomach rested, filled with some kind of black goop that had recently started appearing all over the cave system. He dragged the stomach over carefully and opened a knot in one side, drizzling some of the goop over the skull before tying the organ back up and putting it in its place. Almost done, just one more step before his masterpiece was done! Summoning every ounce of creative genius in him Yuma reached out and tapped the top of the skull... His forehead burned as a jolt of energy leapt from his finger into the deer skull. The black goop burst into flames, casting a glorious dancing light upon the circle of rats, the feasting worms, and the small aye aye. In a fit of deep satisfactions Yuma cried out a cackle of laughter like the wail of a banshee as he sat near the flame and reveled in his handiwork.

Tags: @Albeon @Gabriel

Gabriel was just entering Canis, its steps calm and slow. The pup was not intent on wasting a single ounce of energy on this trip, as it knew that this was not worth a sprint. Its tail was raised and almost seemed to wag as any other puppy's would- although it was mainly out of contentedness. So long as Gabriel was awake and ready to learn, it was content. Not that it was aware of ever feeling anything else... when asleep or tired out or hungry, it would simply stop and eat. Such were the requirements of possessing a body like this, and no-one in the caves could really escape that curse as of yet. Perhaps one day no living being would need to eat, sleep, or worry about dying ever again. But that remained to be seen.

No sooner had Gabriel entered Canis than its attention was suddenly drawn by a cackle- a loud, shrieking sound caused the pup to look around. Their attention was soon drawn to a familiar face- the small primate who'd quickly fled the scene upon receiving their task. They did not seem to be focusing on the task at hand... quite the contrary. Their cackles echoed around the cave and reverberated through the bones littering the ground. Some bones even skittered down to meet the dog.

Gabriel narrowed its eyes, beginning to approach; covered in an odd, pitch black slime they stood, and just as Gabriel processed what it was seeing at that moment- all that slime suddenly burst into flame.

It blinked several times, pausing... and stored away that information for later use. Gabriel itself had passed several of these mysterious slime trails, but never had it thought to give them a spark. That knowledge could come in useful one day...

Curiosity flickering over its features, the pup approached.

"You are one tasked with finding lost stones," Gabriel stated, not as a question but a reminder. "I am here to assist you."


"Speech looks like this."
"Thoughts looks like this."

tags: @Yuma @Albeon
notes: here

Albeon's travel from Polaris to Canis took some time, with tension in his shoulders. Why that is, he doesn't know: whether if it's because deep down, he still isn't ready to re-enter his birthplace in spite of how he looks only to the future now. Or if it's because the behaviour of his assigned partner was a little off-putting to him that he's starting to get second thoughts on this whole shebang. Don't get him wrong, he's not going to back out of this, he needs to make some effort in working to be a better Gembound than what he was previously. But ugh... He just feels like he got the short end of the stick of whom he got stuck with.

Heh... Oh well just keep on going, almost there anyway. Continuing to move forward before pausing for a second when from what he can make out of it appears that his path bifurcates at this point, recognizing this path somewhat he realizes he's almost there, taking a deep breath Albeon continues onward to the path that leads to Canis with his scarf billowing alongside him, the brightest of gold and blue wing insignia following behind him.

The moment he entered Canis a cackle bellowed throughout the entirety around the Room of what was most definitely Canis he just entered in. When the sound reached his ears, it was immensely grating, especially from how it blasted straight into the eardrums, resisting the urge to bring his wings out and put them in his ears to drown out the raw noise that was honestly very disturbing sounding, but instead he decides to continue on to find his rendezvous point to finally find that the source of that keening noise was coming from their... Partner? And the sight before him.

Oh gods... What... The fuck is all this? Looks like disturbing ritual... He's frozen in place at all of this, staring at it all with one widened eyes and one narrowed eye, both of his brows are raised at all by this. He just can't find the words to say about what is going on, he's too befuddled really it honestly seems like something from a horror movie. Regaining his train of thoughts again Albeon can't help but crinkle his nose in disgust at it all especially with that acidic smell, this is supposed to be a 'craft project'? Looks like something spawned from hell instead. To his surprise, he could make out another familiar face, the canine he saw briefly in Polaris. Wait… The canine is pink; it was them Albeon saw earlier? They wish to join in on this?

Although their encounter was short lived due to Albeon's unwillingness to get from them due to his self-hate, this time actually feels relief this time over how the canine wishes to help. And he inwardly wants to thank the canine on reminding his other partner on why they were all here right now, saved him the trouble in regards to this disturbing atmosphere and also the factor that means he won't have to suffer alone of being stuck with this here oddball. Walking over he gives them both a small sound of acknowledgement and acceptance of sorts to the canine. He'll accept their help this time.

Tags: @Gabriel @Yuma
Side Notes: Sorry I took so long XC

"Hey Yours Truly Albeon Speaking."

And that's a good thing...
It means there's hope and potential in one's Future.

Yuma The initial thrill of creation died down quickly as the deer skull's flames lapped away. This was fun, and the actual act of putting everything in its place had been a wonderful use of time, but now what? His art project neither made interesting noise nor did it thrash about in a unique way. For now all the little aye aye could think to do was sit there, bloodied canvas bag next to him, and watch as the flames feasted upon whatever black goop they could find. A noise behind him brought Yuma to immediate attention, just as uncertainty threatened to transmogrify itself into boredom. Its form was canid, but it spoke of things associated with... Yes! That was right; he hadn't come back here to arrange fresh corpses into works of art. He'd come back to grab the bag so he could more effectively loot ancient corpses. Something about a floating hand monster in Polaris, but even now he was a bit fuzzy on the exact nature of the reasoning. "Bird looks different." He noted to the visitor as he crawled around, taking a closer look. Perhaps he was in the creature's personal space, but if such a thought crossed Yuma's mind he took no action to correct it. "No matter; the scavenger hunt must begin! Follow me. I know a good place to start." Just as he was about to rush off into the dark again, or more specifically toward the nearest pile of bones, a flutter caught his attention. Though it would take a second for his eyes to adjust to the dark after staring into the flames the silhouette of his actual partner was unmistakable. "So the bird isn't different?" he noted with brief confusion looking straight at the winged newcomer. Perhaps he had jumped to conclusions before. That meant he had even more company for amusement, a thought which brought a grin to Yuma's firelit face. "Look! We have help to gather the stones. Isn't that wonderful?"

Tags: @Albeon @Gabriel

The pup watched as the strange, wide-eyed being scuttled around, seemingly examining it. the voice that reached it caused Gabriel to smirk in slight amusement. "I think you'll find that's because I'm a dog," Gabriel told them matter-of-factly, voice remaining bright and optimistic. The pup was glad that the strange creature was at least beginning the scavenger hunt now. It even offered to lead them to a good place to start. Gabriel bowed its head in acknowledgement. "I will follow."

No sooner had Gabriel said this than another figure inched out of the darkness beside it. Gabriel turned its head towards the familiar bird, and bowed its head in greeting. The aye-aye seemed confused by that, for reasons that Gabriel couldn't pinpoint. In such a short time, a being wouldn't be able to change their form, right? Such a thing was simply illogical.

"You two may call me Gabriel. I chose my own duty, so I don't blame you for not remembering me," Gabriel explained calmly, brightly. "So now, I offer you an extra paw. Shall we move on?" Gabriel glanced from being to being, bowing its head in greeting to the familiar raven in the dark.

"Yes! this task will be most enlightening."


"Speech looks like this."
"Thoughts looks like this."

tags: @Yuma @Albeon
notes: here

Looks different? That should be so blatantly obvious, seeing how it’s not even Albeon they’re talking to, and he really doesn’t have any special illusionary powers or anything to reshape himself. Although, the aye-aye seriously needs to stop getting in the canine’s space, they never said the aye-aye was allowed to do that. For real, not many can even see in this darkness, are they trying to get themselves hurt? It’s a downright weird way to communicate, if that’s what it’s supposed to be anyway.

Oh for the love of… The one who the aye-aye is talking to obviously isn’t him, but since those words are actually supposed to be for him, he’ll do just what they said and tag along to wherever these supposed old stones are. Although he sees the aye-aye is treading straight towards him, which will make things a hell lot easier for the raven to solve this little thing on how the aye-aye is speaking to the wrong Gembound.

“Nope, yours truly is still the usual hunk of puffed-up black feathers here, nothing new really,” the raven tried to clear things up with a very casual & sarcastic tone. At least this whole thing of proving to the aye-aye that he’s well… His actual assigned partner of sorts, isn’t going to be a huge hassle to solve from the looks of it. Well, this whole quest will be easier with a new addition, especially since, as he last remembers the canine here seemed to be better at navigating in the darkness than him.

”Huh, that is neat,” answering with a friendly smile of sorts, although he kept his voice down, choosing not to make something like a national declaration of sorts of what they're all about to do. Preferring not to attract attention, as even though he doubts one like that other canine who attacked him here in Canis is here right now, just being here is giving him some bad vibes and making the raven a bit antsy. Especially since they’re kind of going to be disrespecting the dead in a way.

“Names, Albeon,” preferring to cut to the chase on the naming basis, although he does in fact remember Gabriel’s physical appearance, just thinks it’ll be awkward to bring that back up with someone else here. And he is trying a bit more on not caring too much about the past now.

“Well- “he pointed the feathers of one wing towards the direction he believes the aye-aye was moving towards to get things back on the task at hand- “I believe you were going to lead us to where the old stones are correct?”

Tags: @Gabriel @Yuma
Side Notes: Sorry this took so long XC

"Hey Yours Truly Albeon Speaking."

And that's a good thing...
It means there's hope and potential in one's Future.