[open] beginnings

The purple scale followed her new friend from the tree hollow. She had thought the light in there had been bright, but after merging she realized she was wrong. The light of the unprotected world was much brighter. She squinted, wishing her had a way to shield her eyes from the light. Her eyes quickly adjusted, though, and she looked around. Her eyes widened, her face a mixture of awe, excitement, and nervousness. Aster didn't think there could be so much space. Exit hadn't been lying when she said the world was much larger than the tree hollow they had been born in.

Aster continued to look around before looking back to Enester. "Big and bright..." She wondered if there would be anywhere nearby that was like the tree hollow, sheltered, smaller, and not so bright. She found herself squinting again and looked up. There had been a thin cloud over the sun, and it had moved, making it ever so slightly brighter still. This would take some getting used to. She looked away, her head hurting from looking directly at blinding glowing ball in the sky. "Where do we go now? What do we do?" Her nervousness started to overtake the awe of the world, as she realized just how small they were.

Razza

Aster's focus was ever shifting as she took in the surroundings, her eyes having adjusted to the new brightness just as when she'd emerged from her flower. It was so... strange. The air felt a little... chilly? But there was grass beneath her body that seemed soft and gentle. Her attention shifted back to her friend when a strange sound came from the other's body. Confusion showed on her face for a moment, growing when her own body betrayed her by making the same sound. "Hungry... yes I think I am." This was all so strange.

At least now they could work towards a clear goal - food - rather than wandering aimlessly with no idea why or where they were going. They would still not know where they were, but at least they would know why. Aster looked down at the grass, wondering if that was something they could eat? Or would there be something else that they should look for? She decided that she wasn't interested in the grass, it felt nice but she didn't think it would taste that way. Instead she looked around, spotting what looked like smaller trees nearby. She thought she could see some fruit on it. Maybe those would be tasty? "Maybe those?" Aster jerked her head in the direction of the tree as she asked, then started to work her way over to investigate closer.

Aster and Enestra slithered their way over to the strange plant. The small purple scale looked first at the fruits on the ground, giving one a sniff. It smelled... sweet? But also bitter? Maybe that bitter smell was because it had been off the tree for so long. She looked up, stretching her body a little to try and get at one of the fruits still hanging. Her nose did manage to touch one, causing it to fall from the tree and land on her back, breaking open and covering her with it's juices. She gave her friend a surprised look as she lowered herself back down. She twisted herself to sniff at the juice. It smelled the same as the one on the ground, so that must be how it's supposed to smell. "I guess... I'll try this one? Carefully she gave the juice and fruit bits on her back a taste. Yep, bitter and sweet. Bittersweet. It wasn't that bad, really. "It... it tastes ok. I don't think it's bad."

She untwisted herself. Though she could reach the fruit on her back, it was not a comfortable position. Aster felt a strange tingling on her back and shook herself, flinging the juice and fruit bits everywhere. She turned to look and saw her back was now a lighter color, though the color was not even. Was this because of the fruit? Or something else? There had been that one fur in the hollow with a brown muzzle, maybe this was the same thing and nothing to worry about. It had just taken longer to show up on her. She inwardly shrugged the shoulders she didn't actually have and turned back to the fruits on the ground and Enestra. "I think these are ok."


(Sure that's a way to make the markings appearing mid-thread make sense. Razza)