mondayecho

CW: This story is about a wildfire in Southern California. There's no death depicted, but there are some helpless animals, and it's sad. Oasis stood at the top of the dry ridge, looking down onto the grim scene. Tears rolled down her eyes but she was determined to do this. She knew logically that she couldn’t get physically hurt, but she was still scared. She braced herself, and leapt down the boulders towards the wildfire. Smoke and ash billowed around her as she plummeted into the confusing scene. She couldn’t see anything but she focused on the vibrations around herself like Súice had taught her. She could feel the smaller animals nearby and lunged towards them. She picked them up with her mind and ran as fast as her tiny legs could take her. She ran until the air felt a little thinner, and she could at least see her surroundings. The alarming, red sky was still thick with clouds of ash, but here at least the animals could run by themselves. She hadn’t even known what kind of

Myrrh's Ninth Origin Prompt: Shaping Their Environment Squeak dashed back through the forest brush towards their shared boundary. They were laughing to themselves at how absurd and strange their home had become recently. They leapt through the last bit of brush and into the small clearing where Aer, Winter and Insari sat together. “So that’s why Zenzee wants me to go with her into this reef soon. It sounds like hard work, but the reef isn’t doing so well and she thinks I could help,” Insari continued, mid conversation with Winter. Winter nodded with compassion, and then turned to see Squeak approach. “Are you busy? You have to come see what Myrrh has done,” Squeak exclaimed, still giggling a little. Aer had been playing a game with her fox familiar, Noctua, but turned towards Squeak quickly at the sound of Myrrh’s name. As Myrrh’s creator, Aer felt a compelling protectiveness over them. “Are they ok?” Aer asked, and Squeak nodded reassuringly. “O yeah, they’re fine! They’ve