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Selka has a minion!

Aramis the Elaeka




Selka
Legacy Name: Selka


The Glade Demi
Owner: Nuke

Age: 12 years, 2 weeks, 6 days

Born: March 27th, 2012

Adopted: 12 years, 2 weeks, 6 days ago

Adopted: March 27th, 2012

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


All around him was an open field. It stretched as far as he could see, in every direction. He turned his head as far back as he could, making sure not to move his feet. For his whole life he had stood in that same spot, completely unmoving. Not a paw moved an inch.
But how long had his life been, he wondered? He only knew that moment, the “now”. He had no memory of anything before, nor a thought for the future. Had it really always been like that? He guessed so, but then again, there was no way for him to know.
He looked ahead again. The whole sky was a light, cloudless blue, though there was no light source in sight.
“Maybe I have to find it.” They were his first words, and they sent what he guessed was his heart racing. He felt an itching in those stationary paws of his, and he looked down at them. There were four of them, each with four little toes. He didn’t know how, but he tried to move them a bit.
He would have jumped in surprise if he knew what either of those were. As each toe lifted so slightly off the ground and collided with it once again, something sprung up. It was different each time, for each toe, he noticed. Mostly they were larger blades of grass, pushing their way up between the sheet of shorter ones, but sometimes there was something fantastic… He didn’t know what they were, but they were colorful, and bigger than grass.
“Flowers.” He smiled to himself as his paws became still again. He lifted his gaze, feeling that itching again. “I need to move.” He took a deep breath and moved, though he did not understand how he could do it in the first place.
When his front left paw hit the ground, there was a shower of life. All sorts of plants sprung up from beneath his fur, tickling him for the first time.
He giggled and felt a lightness within him. He realized he was taking more steps, which meant he was - the word suddenly came to him - walking! He was walking through the flat, endless field, each step bringing a small circle of new life to the land.
For a long time he walked, often looking back at the trail of flowers and other unknown plants he was leaving in his wake. The light in the land did not change, though he wondered why he would ever think something like that - It had never changed! The sky was always the same, and there was never a period without light. So why did he think such a thing?
He moved himself a bit more, and discovered a weight on his back. He looked, truly for the first time. There were two things on his back, he didn’t know what they were called, but-
“Wings.” Words came to him from nowhere, filling him with a glee he had never known. When he heard the name for those parts - ‘wings’ - he immediately knew what they could do.
He crouched himself down, his front half low, and stretched out those wings. They felt heavy and awkward but somehow, he knew how to use them.
He ran, for the first time. He ran with his wings outstretched and began to move them a bit as he picked up speed, flapping them weakly at first, but with increased strength. The grass below rushed by him, with his flowers spraying out from his quickening paws. Seeds scattered to areas beyond his narrow path. The air around him rushed around his body and under his wings, and he knew it was time.
He gave a final, powerful flap, and he flew.
The ground fell out from under him, and his paws became useless. So he focused his strength on those wings, trusting them to carry him.
They carried him farther than he ever thought possible. He often looked down to that field, only to see that it began to change. It was no longer flat in every place, he could see. It sloped up and down, creating what he somehow knew were called hills. It was still made of only grass, but it was beautiful to see something so different.
But seeing the sky on the ground was a bit too different for him.
He had suddenly landed. His whole body ached with the first pain of his life. He had been so startled by the change in color that his wings had failed him, sending him plummeting to the ground.
He recovered quickly and stood at the edge of the green, staring into the blue. He saw another creature and jumped backward - it moved with him.
“It’s just me, reflected.” He spoke, watching the mouth move in the blue below him. “And this can’t be the sky. What is it?” He lifted one paw and hit the color - it splashed. Some of it stayed on his fur, moving slowly downward and finally falling off, back into the blue. He slowly smiled as he saw life emerging from where his paw had been. “Water. This is… water.” The plants looked different than those that came from the ground. There were pointy, pink flowers that were rounded and floated atop flat green plants. “Water brings life as well.” Every word that entered his head was spoken. There wasn’t a thought he had now that could be contained. “I am… giving life.”
Though he loved flying, he hated not touching the ground. He began to run again, laughing for the first time as he watched life spring from his paws. He ran back and forth, in all sorts of patterns, painting the plain ground with crooked designs. When he came to water, he flung himself into it, filling it with plants and sometimes even a small moving creature he could not name.
When he flew through the air he clapped his paws together, sending fluffy seeds into the wind to be carried down to the earth. He dove to the ground and leapt back up again, twisting and turning himself, playing a sort of game with himself. “If I land here and there, what kind of design can I make?”
He drew shapes on the ground without looking, then flew into the air to see them. Quickly he became dissatisfied with that, and began to plan them. “Yes, here. Here is where there needs to be a forest.” He knew a forest was a beautiful place, full of plants much larger than the ones he had made. So he dug his paws into the earth, pressing them into the cool soil, then pulling them away quickly. Soon the building blocks of forests, which were called trees, sprung forth from the ground.
For an eternity he ran. But this time, he could remember the past. He knew what he had done, and he had thoughts for the future. He ran across the whole of the earth, landscaping beautiful miracles for those who would see them someday. He knew, somehow, that there would be others. He knew that if he was in this world, that there needed to be others.
“I will find them all.” He laughed to himself while diving through the air, his wings splitting the wind. “I know I will. I will find them, the others, and together… we will create this world.”
Though he was very young to this strange world, there was one thing he knew - himself.

“I am Selka, the Life Bringer.”

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