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QUESTS/EVENTS
Torrential downpours cause localized flooding and many upset cats. Along with these frequent rain, from gentle drizzles to heavy rainfall, there seems to be a flux of Magicka drawn in particular to water sources. Occasional jet streams of warm air make narrower tunnels harder to navigate. On occasion, the rain intensifies, becoming howling storms with sleet or large hail. However, the temperatures overall are a little warmer, with snow and ice in temperate caves somewhat receding.
"Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play"
The gourd banjo in his lap, the young lemur sat atop a tall tree as he stared down at the landscape below. In his paws were a few scraps of leather and a bit of birch tree scraps. Another image had come to him today. Of a thing for writing symbols and labeling things around the world. It was an image that bugged him while he sat in the branches of the tree and hummed a few bars from a song. He wanted to make the writing thing... So, he would. Amongst the roots of a tree he'd found an old kill from something small. A squirrel or perhaps a rabbit, either way he picked up the bones and used a rock against a femur to carve a pointed needle. In the needle he threaded a bit of his own fur, plucked from his body and twisted together, end to end to make a sort of long thread. If he ran out it was easily replenished.
After a while of staring blankly at the needle and "thread" he looked down at the strips of leather and began to use the bone needle to bound them together into a sort of book. Then came the bits of birch paper which he sewed in between the leather to make a sort of primitive misshapen book. It was rough but it would get the job done, he supposed. He set the book aside and picked up his banjo then began to strum a few lines. After a moment of catching the rhythm and getting the tune he began to sing in a tenor voice.
"
I hear the wind call my name
The sound that leads me home again
The sparks of the fire
A flame that still burns
To you, I will always return
I know the road is long
But where you are is home
Where ever you stay
I find the way
I run like the river
I follow the sun
I fly like an eagle to where I belong
Can't stand the distance,
I can't dream alone
I can't wait to see you
Yes I'm on my way home
Now I know it's true
My every road leads to you
And in the hour of darkness
You light gets me through
You run like the river
You shine like the sun
Yeah!
You fly like an eagle
Yes you are the one
I see every sun set
And with all that I've learned
Oohh
It's to you, I will always
Always return
"
He sang the song twice over again, strumming louder and more confidently while his voice rose over the treetops and to the ceiling of the cave. A herd of cave deer below looked up to him, their eyes blinking up at him curiously but warily.
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"This is how I talk!" This is how I think!
The cavernous world was huge for the young pup. She was growing slowly already, but still rather small and brown and unimpressive. Still, she was growing braver by the day, pushing her way past Pisces and into the rest of the system. Her small paws somehow managed to carry her all the way to this area. Thick plants darted up on all sides as she found herself walking quietly through a worn path, dark eyes wide with curiosity. The small gembound could hear distant sounds of other creatures, but it wasn’t until she kept walking for a bit longer that a certain one caught her complete attention.
Pausing mid-step, the small hyena’s ears turned forward a bit, head tilting to catch more of the strange sound of… singing? She understood that someone was making noise, and it was very pleasing, though she didn’t quite understand the purpose of singing entirely. Still, when she moved again, it was at a quick pace towards the sound, bounding through some ferns to get to the tree that Tennessee was currently sitting in.
As she burst through the scene, the cave deer around her jolted a bit, some fleeing and some just moving back. Twisting her body, Lux jumped up on her hind legs, her front paws holding her up against the tree as she gazed up at the strange gembound who was making the noise. Her mouth formed a small “o” for a bit, before she finally spoke out to him. ”Whatcha doin’?” Her small voice squeaked upwards.
"Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play"
He'd just finished his song for the third time when he noticed someone making their way towards him. He grinned, despite himself, and continued to strum his notes but without the accompaniment of his voice. His pale gaze watched the approach of the little critter while his dexterous fingers continued on with the notes. Then, she was leaning upwards and posing that question. He gave gentlemanly nod and touched one paw to his forehead as a sort of friendly gesture before returning to playing.
"Well, howdy there lil' lady." He strummed a few more notes before finally putting the banjo down on his lap. One leg and his tail dangled over the branch while his other leg as bent in a casual and relaxed way. His pale eyes seemed to hold the warmth of the nonexistent sun despite the pale hue. "I'm just playin' my banjo an' singin' a lil' song. It's mighty relaxin', y'know... Just sittin' in a tree, playin' notes for the cave deer." His eyes took on a new glint, a playful one. "'Though, I wouldn't mind playin' for a lovely gal like yerself either." He picked up the banjo again and began to strum a little tune.
"
With eyes like sweet ole cocoa,
'An a coat as shiny as the moon!
It's turnin' my head all loco,
'Cause I'm 'fraid she might end up leavin' sooooon!
"
He gave a little yip and a laugh of joy as he slapped his knee. He didn't know quite where the lyrics came from but they certainly were true. Why, this young female's eyes were so pretty and her coat just so nice... He shook his head... Golly. What was up with his head?
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"This is how I talk!" This is how I think!
When he spoke to her, she wiggled a bit with a small wave of excitement where she stood propped against the tree. And then, when the strange red creature started singing his song again, this time for her, she giggled. Her short tail swung back and forth before raising with interest, her eyes never leaving Tennessee as he sang the small song for her.
Once he was done, the lemur gave an almost startling noise, and she stiffened with shock before she let out a yip of her own, a sense of joy filling her at the song and the company. ”That was nice. I like it.” She said with a small grin. It was in that moment that Lux decided she liked him. Fast? Sure. But she was still too young to really understand the concept of getting to know someone, having no close companions or anything. But he was nice, and he sang nice words, and she liked him in that moment. It made sense to her.
Moving then, she let her front half drop back to the ground and came to sit on her rump, still gazing up at him. ”I’m Lux.” She announced, puffing out her chest a little bit as if it was something to be proud of. ”What are you?” The hyena questioned then, both meaning to find out who he was, as well as literally… what he was. She could tell he was like her in a way, but at the same time, he was not at all. It was strange.
"Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play"
The lemur showed his teeth in a most pleased grin when she mentioned she liked the song. That was great because he'd made it up right on the spot! There was always the chance that he would accidentally offend her or make her upset by his choice of lyrics. "Well, I'm glad it took yer fancy." He put one paw at his stomach and bent slightly in a little bow but not too much or else he would likely fall.
His ears perked when he was questioned on who he was. Not one to miss out on polite introductions the lemur placed his banjo carefully on the branch then stood up with his rear paws tightly gripping the branch. Now, when he put the paw at his stomach he gave a nice, full-sweeping bow. "M'name's Tennessee, m'lady. 'An if I'm right to say I do reckon I'm a lemur." He stood up from his bow and peered down at the young creature before him, friendly smile never wavering.
"What about you, lil' lady? What sorta critter are ya?" He hadn't seen anyone like her before... Or actually, he'd hardly seen any sort of creatures at all in his young life. He just had a really good memory of... of something, giving him ideas on how to make things and how he should do things and speak.
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"This is how I talk!" This is how I think!
Lux continued to smile a bit when he bowed to her, both a little one, and then a fuller one when he got his weapon safely set to the side. ”Tennessee…” She repeated his name slowly, like the syllables were hard on her tongue. Then… a lemur? She wondered briefly if there were many ‘lemurs’ around here. She hadn’t seen anyone exactly like her, or two of anyone else she’d met so far in her short life.
However, her mind shifted when he soon asked her what she was as well. ”I’m a hyena!” Lux announced proudly, as if that meant anything at all to him. ”I’m not sure if there are any other hyenas. I’m pretty sure I might be the only one left. Maybe…” She wasn’t, of course, but she didn’t know that. Her confidence faltered a bit then, glancing to the side as if she was a bit nervous. "I don't know for sure, yet. I don't know anything for sure."
"Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play"
"That's right, sweetie pie, Tennessee. Though..." He gave a wink. "Yer the only ten I see." Another hoot of laughter as he slapped his knee. Gee, wasn't that a brilliant little line? He was quite fond of it, actually. Perhaps he should use it more...
A hyena? Oh yeah... Now that he thought about it, that sounded about right. Just like a puzzle fitting into its right piece. "Well, ya can't be the only one. Perhaps they're all jus' hidin' in one spot an' ya gotta find'em. Stay thinkin' positive!" Surely she couldn't be the only one! He'd seen all sorts of creatures around so there had to be more than one hyena.
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"This is how I talk!" This is how I think!