"Hhhssss..." It was like the sound he had heard within the stone shell, the one that calmed him so very much. "Hhhhhh'nnnd." It was like a breath being wheezed out all around him, a cushion of eerie energy. The pup woke with a start, finding himself positioned in a new place (but it didn't seem that new); there was water nearby, the overwhelming smells of too many other things, and the whispering. He sniffed at the air with his round little face, and this became a wide yawn. Hynd squeezed his eyes shut as the yawn took over - and then, as he clipped his mouth shut, he gave a little hiccup.

Where was he? Where was his shiny shell? The boy wiggled nervously and canted his head in one direction, then another, until he'd made a semi-circle, and then plopped back down. The chrysalis was nowhere to be found, and that unnerved him the most. The shell had been his comfort. It had been the one familiar thing for him. And now, somehow, he was in a very different place without it - and the boy gave a little whine at the thought of this, as he did not like losing his safety-blanket, not in the slightest.

He concentrated as best he could and studied his surroundings, but there was no point. The water here smelled different - and more importantly, there were far more smells. The boy wasn't too aware of others, nor was he old enough to comprehend what Maji Walezi was. He knew he was being watched, somehow, or was paranoid enough to feel eyes upon him - and the dying whisper on the wind only made him want to withdraw further.

"Hhhh'nnndmaaaaahhhrrr.."

Ky had been surprised but elated that the pup hadn't woken up in their travels. The little guy had just slept right on through the whole ordeal which was fine with her. She could travel faster when the little guy wasn't upset, plus when they got back to her den she could go off to collect some water for him. No offense to the poor fellow but he didn't smell his best right now. No little pup of hers would go around smelling... It was un-feline-like!

Upon arriving at Pisces, Makyna hastily made her way up to her den and gently deposited the little guy in a bed of moss. It was rather small seeing that it was moss she'd collected before she'd grown up but even the small bit off it was enough for this fellow, he was tiny compared to her.

After a moment of making sure he was alright the lioness hastily took off. Time was of the essence now. The lioness worked frantically to scrape moss from the walls and floor and even managed to get some of it wet but then she heard it. The sound of a puppy using his magic. If he was using his magic that probably meant he'd scared himself again. Frantically she grabbed up the wet moss and bolted for her den.

To find...

The pup not nearly as afraid as she thought he was. What a relief. Ky dropped the moss on the ground and slowly approached him. "Hey there, little bit, you sleep well?" Her voice was soft as to hopefully not spook the poor fellow.
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"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

He was still sleepy, despite the uninterrupted slumber he had managed. While the world around him continued to make him nervous, Hynd seemed to have gotten accustomed to the unnerving feeling. He no longer cried out - and was strangely quiet when Makyna reappeared, dropping something nearby. Her voice made his ears twitch, and briefly the whispers grew more intense; as soon as he heard the groaning of the wind and felt a twinge of surprise, the whispers faded. This lioness hadn't hurt him - in fact, she seemed to chase away the scary sounds - and so he felt content in her presence. Her question didn't get a verbal response, though. The boy only shrugged his little shoulders, and his round muzzle parted in a big yawn.

The pup didn't answer her question with words but merely a shrug and yawn. Well, that was... good? Right? Either way the lioness grabbed up the moss again and approached slowly, ever so careful not to frighten him. When she neared the lioness laid down next to him and smiled then began to speak around the moss. "Alright, little bit, I don't know if you understand me or not... but I need to give you a bath. Just hold still and don't cry, okay?" She reached one paw out to gently bring the pup closer to her then used her other paw to collect the moss from her mouth and rub the wet material over the pup to clean away the dirt and urine from his pelt.

Hopefully this wouldn't give him the shock of his life. Perhaps he would even like the water.


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"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

(I'm so sorry I've been slow with Hynd!! Edit: Damn it I pressed enter while trying to write in the spell box.)

He didn't know if she could be trusted - trust wasn't a thing to Hyndmark, not yet - but she hadn't done anything mean to him. Yeah, the lioness was bigger than him, and she had scary teeth and scary claws, but, nothing had happened yet. As she bundled up the moss and came closer, Hynd lifted his head and stared at her; he only moved when he needed to nod again, to signify his understanding. She reached out and he flinched, ducking his head ever so slightly, but then shuffled closer when Makyna pressed her paw upon him. There was no point in fussing, even if the boy didn't know what to expect.

But then, when Makyna soaked the moss in water and brought the cluster back over to him, Hynd let out a tiny whine of protest - and the gem at his throat sparked with a brief energy.

(ROLL)

"Its cold!" The boy thought, as water dripped upon his body and Makyna tried to dab at the stains. His rounded nose crunched and he pulled his limbs in close, trying to hide his sensitive belly, and then raised one paw to try and deflect her attentions. His mouth wasn't moving - but somehow, the message was conveyed to Makyna. "No!"

That nod meant something. He had understood her, showed understanding in her words. Good. He could understand her he was just unnaturally afraid. Makyna tried to shush and comfort him when the poor fellow started to whine. "Shh, it's alright. Mama Ky won't hurt you nor will the water... It's good for you, young one." The lioness soothed in comforting tones as she began to dab the moss over him, washing away the grime and urine smell.

Upon hearing but not hearing the voice she dropped the moss onto the ground. Staring at the little one at first with shock then with pride. He had used magic! A spell that she used herself sometimes at that! Makyna smiled and rubbed her nose against his belly, trying to tickle him. "Oh, good boy! You used magic! And you talked! Sort of..." Either way it was good. "I'm sorry it's cold but it's the only way to get those stains out and to get you smelling good! Don't you want to be clean and smell like a nice young man? Well, the only way to really get him smelling good would be to rub flowers on him, luckily she had a few of those around the den. This fellow would be smelling like a daisy in no time.

She picked up the moss again, prepared to try and dab it on him again.
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He didn't know why smelling good was, well, good. But at the same time, Hyndmark lost the desire to protest against her efforts. She was kind to him so far, so he would lend her some amount of trust. Being fussed over gave the boy a small amount of pleasure as well, and he found that he enjoyed the physical contact that Makyna presented to him. Before long, Hyndmark was at ease, and somewhat clean. His bladder was empty so there was no threat of her work being spoiled.

When she was done, he seemed to flopped against her legs. His head rested briefly on one of her paws, using it as a pillow (and her paws were mighty things, but not exactly comfortable). After a moment he lifted his head and looked at her, his dark eyes squinting briefly.

(ROLL)

"Who a-are you?" It took effort to use his magic, and the voice it produced was shaky, uncertain. "Am I like you?" He asked next, with a bit more oomph (but not much); a brief flick of his eyes across Makyna made him think, "No. You.. There is more of you." With that, the glow in his gem fizzled out.

It seemed that her reassurances calmed the little pup down considerably and he was content to let her continue washing him. After she finished with washing she began to groom the wetness out of his fur with her tongue. Much easier now that the urine smell was gone. The little pup finally settled down against one of her large paws and Ky smiled down at him. Almost done, she had just one more thing to do before she was down. After a quick glance around the den her gaze settled upon a small cluster of roses she'd collected before. A few of the petals had fallen off but the smell still pervaded the room and it was about to pervade the male as well.

The lioness called upon her magic to bring a couple of the petals forward. The moved forward in jerky motions but finally she dropped them beside her. Using her free paw the lioness began to rub the petals over the pup's body, attempting to transfer the soft lovely smell of the roses onto his coat. Ah! He'd be the most cutest little pup in the entire cave! Finally she was done with her cleaning of the dog and she dropped the petals onto the floor. "My name is Makyna. " She answered him. Pleased that he was able to call on his magic again. It was faint but still perfectly intelligible. "In a way you are like me. We are both gembounds because we possess these gems," Here she dipped her head to show her forehead where the aquamarine was planted. Then she lowered her nose to gently touch his throat where his own gem was. "All gembounds have a gem somewhere. Sometimes we can see it, sometimes we can't but there's always one somewhere. Now, as for our species..." She grinned. "I am a lion and you are a dog but that doesn't matter much. I'll still take care of you if you like."

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"Talking looks like this!"
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