Open Familiar Trees and Sands

[Keyta]

80th of Fall, 512 AV The autumn air was this kelvic's favorite air, especially in Mura, where the air was always perfect, and rarely too hot or too cold. The sun began it descent and the bat start poking its' head outside once again. Keyta missed these woods, they looked beautiful at night, and the moon's glow gave the perfect amount of light. Very few creatures were ever seen by this bat at night, mostly just more of the woman that were native to this land. The sun was touching the horizon beyond the trees and Keyta only just started her walk with only her body and clothes to count for. Familiar smells of fruits filled the bat's nose once more, a quick flash memory of her first nose-bleed caused by this same smell. Keyta laughed at herself for a moment before dashing into the woods. Her feet were light, but the brushing of pine needles and snapping of twigs easily gave her away. Keyta watched her feet and the ground to try and place her feet carefully between objects to further silence her feet. It was working until she ran into a large tree with a loud thud. The girl fell over, holding her face as it throbbed with pain, this was a pretty stupid mistake and she knew it. Ashamed that something so simple passed her mind, Keyta stomped away from the tree, only a few steps, then about-faced. She stared down the tree before running straight at it, pushing her feet against the tree to make a bit of air, and finally grabbing one of its lowest branches. Keyta remembered this tree, she climbed it once before, the reason why escaped her, but it couldn't have been any different than now. The kelvic girl jumped from branch to branch, grabbing with her human hands and rolling over to pull up with her legs' help. She began to notice she was not very strong, just extremely light, it helped for the moment but it would have been nice to also had been strong for this. Keyta reached mid-way on the tree, a spot she use to sit all of the time. This spot was safe from most creatures and even the people below. With this thought in mind, the urge to fly coursed through her body, and so quickly, she stripped her clothing there. Keyta stood on this branch, arms extended, and started leaning forward. The girl fell a short distance before suddenly become a bat with a quick flash of light, and just as quickly as she transformed, she took off in flight. The bat's dark body was easy to follow in this white forest, flapping about happily just enjoying the wind beneath her wings. The flight was wonderful until the thought of hunger replaced it. Keyta grew slightly agitated as she would only get hungry as she was enjoying something else. Luckily she remembered where an orange bearing tree was and snatched one right off the tree. The fruit and the bat landed on the ground with an almost silent thud. There the bat started gnawing on her precious fruit, savoring the flavors of this orange, it always tasted different in Mura.

[Galeno]

How, the Pycon wondered, how, oh ever how, had he managed to get to Mura? 

He understood the part of being a "bad pet" for running away, and even understood the part about being shoved in a bottle, but how had he floated all the way to Mura? He was quite sure he was stuck in the horrid glass container for a week, or had it been two? He plodded along the forest floor, dragging the bottle behind him by a piece of twine he had tied at the neck. It had taken forever to tie up the bottle correctly, being that twine was very abrasive on clay hands, but he had finally found a solution. Galeno used the bottle like a bit of a sled, using it to hold his paintbrush and belongings. 

So here he was, trudging along, when all of a sudden, this thing just dropped on top of him. Definitely letting out a cry that he would deny immediately, the Pycon barely had time to scramble out of the way, when the owner of the mysterious sphere landed as well. Galeno had to lean up against a stalk, gasping with widened eyes. His stomach had clearly been indented by the falling fruit. Hugging his arms around his deformed midsection, slowly sinking to sit against the living backrest, the Pycon slowly, painfully slowly, reformed himself. 

After a few minutes of this unpleasant changing, Galeno let out a heavy sigh and looked up to his attacker. Could the gods warn him next time they decided to make it rain bats and oranges? He closed his eyes, resting up against the shoot. "Please don't ever do that again. He said with a tone of agitation. Galeno's bottle had rolled off to the side, having kept his personal items safe from harm. He rose up and huffed, looking at the twine, which was at his feet. "Oh-- Oh, look here, now!" He was definitely not a very happy Pycon. "Gaah! Do you know how long it took me to tie that?"

Trudging over to the bottle, twine dragging behind him, the Five-inch Homunculus Bent grudgingly, muttering to himself as he began to try and re-string his bottle. That bat was going to pay. Galeno kept himself occupied, tugging on the twine, but to no avail. He fell back on his bottom and sighed, hiding his face in his arms. He hadn't eaten in quite a while. There were definitely pretty stones on this island, but none were edible. Galeno sighed and looked back up to the Bat, envying the delicious meal.  

(OOC: I feel so nekkid without a template... Hope it's okay I joined!)

[Keyta]

OOCIt is perfectly fine for you to join. Your also the first pycon I've ever seen so I had to actually read some of the lore to make sure I understood your race better ^.^; The bat looked up for a moment, someone was yelling out, and it was male, which means it had to have been from an outsider of Mura. However when this kelvic looked around, there was no-one near, so trying to ignore the fact she might be hearing things, Keyta started back on her orange. Only then she heard a voice again, this time it was slightly further away, so she looked back up and then noticed movement on the ground. There was something that looked like a small piece of moving rock, but it was similar to a soft mud stuck together. She had never seen anything so odd before, living earth moving about and speaking? Keyta almost grew envious of the piece of the earth when she started wondering how it was allowed to speak yet she still couldn't. The curious bat moved from its' orange, using her wings like front legs and crawled over to the little man. When it stood upright, it was almost as tall as her, yet its' head was tiny. His voice was easily heard as long as she was near, and it seemed he had grown agitated and even began to cry. Curious even more to what was wrong, Keyta approached the creature with her head nearly on the ground as she started trying to sniff this little man. Sure enough, it smelled like the earth when you dug deeply. The smell, actually made her nose wiggle a bit.

[Galeno]

The Pycon looked up to the bat tiredly, reaching out to poke it's wiggling nose with a finger. "What are you looking at? He muttered, watching it. He was not happy that this animal had landed on it, and disrupted his journey. [color=brown]"I don't think you would know wh-where any clay is, mm?"[/brown]

OOC: Sorry for the shortness. On account for my wifi being out, I also apologize for being so long. Finals ate my inspiration, I hope this is enough to work with...

[Keyta]

The bat jumped back a little went the mud-man poked her nose, filling it with its strong scent. Keyta snorted a couple of times trying to force the smell to leave her, even using her wings to whip across her face, but failing each time. Slightly upset with this strange new creature, Keyta showed her teeth to it, but then noticed how lost it seemed as it asked for clay. Clay was something Blythe had told the kelvic that could be found digging near ponds, and this thought made Keyta look over her shoulder as she remembered the nearest pond was not far. She did however have to think for a moment, digging was not something she was very good at while in her true self, yet she couldn't just transform, she did not have any clothing with her and it always seemed to embarrass people around her, not to mention the words of her father still rang threw her mind. Perhaps this creature was better at digging than she thought, so maybe all she would have to do it fly it over. Ready to take the second course of action, Keyta pushed her orange with her snout under the tree she had knocked it out of and turned back to the mud-man. Keyta crawled back to the creature, using her wings still as thought they were legs, as flimsy as they were at walking like this. When she made it back to him, she lowered her head and folded her wings under herself, trying to offer a ride. This thing couldn't weigh but so much and she was more than capable of carrying herself plus a few ounces.