Chapitre 7: Chapter 7
It was strange to know that the foxes were now his pack. They were going to be part of his life now, for better or worse. Of course, his mother probably didn't mean anything so far in the future for him. The little cub looking at the two head still hidden under him, pulling himself up carefully after mama fox had moved off of his back.
The emotions of four different... he thinks for a moment, he has never really thought of them as animals, or even himself. The existential thoughts are starting to crowd his mind. Causing the females to look at him a little confused. The vixens just barely having become more then animals driven by instinct. Even thought their minds had changed, they didn't seem to have any problem with their new thoughts.
It was startling at how easily they took to it, Azure and Lapis starting to wrestle with each other as their new playmate was getting deep into a rabbit hole. Mama fox and his mother were resting and watching over the three of them. Neither of them feeling any sense of boredom, just happiness with their children being strong. Even though he didn't need a name to identify her, he decides that now is the best time to use it as a way to forget his newest thoughts.
He starts to stare at his mother with a hard focus, it would probably have started her on fire, until he blinks, watching her suddenly roll over and bark at him. The admonishment clear, 'don't set your mama on fire by accident.' Causing him to blink even more, wandering over to her, he sees a small patch of her fur a little shorter then before. His mind seems to blank a little, the fact he could actually shoot flames from his eyes amazing him. He wets his lips, shaking his head for a moment at not even thinking it might be a possibility.
From the side he feels some water splash on him, wetting both his and his mother's fur. The fact that only mama fox was on that side made it obvious, even if she was looking anywhere but him. He almost thought to call mama fox, Naiad, but there might be an actual species of them. The moment taking a quick second to change it to Nadia in his thoughts. His mother, he decides, should be Syren, making sure to emphasis the y in his mind.
It was a weird moment as he thinks about naming himself. His mother decides to shake her head, making sure that he doesn't even think about trying to add a name to himself. His father would have a name for him when they meet again. Nadia looking a little curiously at him, wondering where the mate was if he hadn't been there before.
He nods at that, happy from the warning from his mother, moving over to join the older women. He knew their actual ages probably might not be to much more then him. His mind going down another rabbit hole, forcing him to decide to chase it, or do something to distract his easily distracted mind.
He decides to delve back to the little world that he had created in himself. The little grass shoot had made some new friends, starting to cover a quarter of the world. It was strange, knowing that the grass was going strong, but needed something to grow a bit more. He did see that winds were blowing, just enough to move the land, nothing seemed to be a problem with the water or the sun. His mind notices small little currents of energy coming from inside of the little stalks of grass, each little grass pushing it into the ground, strengthening the ground, and making it grow.
From far away, it wasn't a noticeable growth, but just a few more grains of dirt, and a better wind. It was almost obvious what was growing from each of the definite uses. His mind registering that maybe finding a couple of herbivores might help.
He pulls out of his in world, finding himself a little drained after having looked in. Something in his mind letting him know that he shouldn't even think about attempting it for now. He notices that the sun had disappeared while he was distracted. The Sky was still somewhat bright, but through the branches, the moon eye was seeming to stare down at him again. Sending a little shiver down his spine. Azure and Lapis are starting to yawn, having tuckered themselves out.
His mother's mind seems to agree with him. Nudging Nadia to get up and guiding them back towards the cave, a few little seeds were coming back. Pressing his nose against them, having them absorb into his word, planted into the open land.
He moves towards the cave, not knowing about the fact there is a few more little changes that were happening in his little world as they all seemed to try to curl up with his mother. It probably would make a person for PETA throw paint on her for wearing so many furs. In the last moment, letting little chuffs of laughter, imagining those crazed idiots actually throwing paint on a wolf for wearing fur.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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