RE: [q-uarantine.]
01-22-2019, 09:34 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-23-2019, 08:17 AM by Kodai.)
[1.spark]
Today, you have turned six weeks old.
You do not know it yet, but this will be the best day of your life.
What you do know is that this is a day unlike any you have lived through so far. The Big One has taken you and your littermates away from Home and put you in a place filled with light and sound and smell, so much so that it threatens to overwhelm you.
You are not sure why you are here, but it does not seem that you will be returning Home any time soon.
After a thorough grooming session to ground yourself, you scuttle up to one of the walls of this Not-Home and peer out through a conveniently face-sized gap. You don't recognize the majority of what you see. It's all more Not-Homes and Not-Mallons and Not-The Big One–
Oh! But what are those?
Five individuals stand some distance away, chittering between themselves. They look like The Big One, only much shorter and with different colors. Despite never having seen beings quite like this before, your heart soars.
"Friends! New friends!" it seems to say. "Come! Come here! Let's play! Let's play!"
As if bidden by your silent urging, the five Small Big Ones approach your Not-Home, allowing you to observe them more closely. The first one is [loud], even louder than the Not-Mallons braying and chirping in the room. The second has [light and dark patches on their skin], reminding you of your own fur. The third is [taller] than their littermates – possibly even taller than Mother. The fourth seems [excitable], squeaking away eagerly at the others. The fifth... Well, you almost forgot they were even there. It was almost as if they were [invisible].
You would love to play with all of them, but you know your littermates will be vying for their attention, as well. Perhaps it would be best to pick one to focus on, for now.
But which one?
Today, you have turned six weeks old.
You do not know it yet, but this will be the best day of your life.
What you do know is that this is a day unlike any you have lived through so far. The Big One has taken you and your littermates away from Home and put you in a place filled with light and sound and smell, so much so that it threatens to overwhelm you.
You are not sure why you are here, but it does not seem that you will be returning Home any time soon.
After a thorough grooming session to ground yourself, you scuttle up to one of the walls of this Not-Home and peer out through a conveniently face-sized gap. You don't recognize the majority of what you see. It's all more Not-Homes and Not-Mallons and Not-The Big One–
Oh! But what are those?
Five individuals stand some distance away, chittering between themselves. They look like The Big One, only much shorter and with different colors. Despite never having seen beings quite like this before, your heart soars.
"Friends! New friends!" it seems to say. "Come! Come here! Let's play! Let's play!"
As if bidden by your silent urging, the five Small Big Ones approach your Not-Home, allowing you to observe them more closely. The first one is [loud], even louder than the Not-Mallons braying and chirping in the room. The second has [light and dark patches on their skin], reminding you of your own fur. The third is [taller] than their littermates – possibly even taller than Mother. The fourth seems [excitable], squeaking away eagerly at the others. The fifth... Well, you almost forgot they were even there. It was almost as if they were [invisible].
You would love to play with all of them, but you know your littermates will be vying for their attention, as well. Perhaps it would be best to pick one to focus on, for now.
But which one?