mondayecho

Origin Prompt Seven: "Their Threshold" Panda wandered around his boundary, checking up on the health of the plants as he walked. He was always impressed by the care and attention the humans spent on his greenhouse plants, but he liked to double check their work regardless. “Panda!” the voice sounded from near the entrance of the greenhouse. He turned to see Agape trotting towards him, looking quite happy. It hadn’t been long since his transformation, but this had still been his first time alone. Agape, his creator, had needed to run errands and go back to her own boundary for a time. He was glad she was back, he had missed her company, and was starting to feel lonely. He knew he could venture out of his greenhouse, but he was a little anxious to do so by himself. “You’re back!” he exclaimed as Agape reached him, “how was your time at your boundary?” “Very pleasant, and I feel rejuvenated,” she said merrily. “I was wondering, how would you feel about taking a stroll with me

Origin Prompt Six: "Their Purpose" A few weeks had passed since Panda’s transformation. He felt acclimated to his new life, but still felt that he had a lot to learn. Agape stayed by his side and helped introduce him to the esk world, as she’d promised. They hadn’t gone past the greenhouse though. Within the greenhouse Panda insisted on exploring each leaf, each little ladybug, and each corner with immense curiosity. Everything felt new, even though he had loose memories of the environment from his past life. To Agape’s amusement, he continued to refer to his past life as Mouse Time, and his present as Esk Time. Agape had to agree that this was a pretty apt description. Panda was as curious of Agape as he was of the greenhouse. The esk world was fascinating, and he loved listening to Agape’s stories. She told him about other esks she knew, and Panda wondered about what it would be like when he eventually met them. He couldn’t really picture other esks aside from himself and Agape.

Origin Prompt Three: "Meeting the Esk" “Hi!” Squeak said to the thing staring at them, “I’m Squeak, who are you?” Winter stood frozen in place, looking at Squeak as if she had never seen an esk in her entire life. “Uhhh oh god, oh no,” Winter muttered. “Nice to meet you Uhhh Oh God, Oh No!” Squeak said, their voice sounded chirpy and high pitched. “No, that’s- what? No, my name is Winter, and I just created you. You were a handkerchief a second ago,” Winter was so taken aback she could barely speak. She managed to utter, “er, how do you feel?” “Fine, good, normal, I think,” Squeak replied, “I mean, I didn’t feel anything until a minute ago, but now I feel things. Feeling things is better than not feeling things, so, to answer your question, yes I feel good!” Winter closed her eyes for a moment, and when she reopened them found that Squeak was still there. Well this is probably real then. Unless some cruel esk is playing a prank on me with a hallucinatory enchantment… I

Origin Prompt Two: "Losing Their Way" Winter double checked that all of her current animals were content and happy. They were her primary concern, and she always made sure that they were all comfortable before leaving them for any duration of time. She had two enchantments enacted: her Warm Aura calmed the nerves of any nearby animals, and her other, Healing Rays, healed any creatures in her vicinity. She kept her Warm Aura on at all times, but turned the Healing Rays off before leaving. Her swallow, Helio, perched on the branches attached to her head, and small fireflies darted around her as they always did. She transported herself to the mouth of her cave, feeling too irritated to move there through normal means. The irritation was new to her. She wasn’t sure where it came from exactly, but it had been pressing her for some time now. Usually when she felt like this it meant that she should take a small vacation from her work with the animals and spend time in the Conservatory.

Origin Prompt Six: "Their Purpose" Soleil hung in the sky, radiating out light in all directions. The larger animal on the tundra had left a long time ago, and Soleil had barely moved. I guess I could go back down to the ground now, they considered. They shifted their power and felt the light around them dim. Soleil’s body readjusted to the ground, and they took a moment to really examine themselves. They loved the petals now flowing around their neck, and they felt soothed by the small, rainbow sigil hovering over their back. Soleil was endlessly amused by the shifting rainbow over her coat. She moved all around in different directions to see the rainbow from different angles, and truly appreciated its beauty. She ran around in a few circles, testing out her body. As she ran, she briefly remembered the sensation of hopping to move around, as opposed to the trotting. “She,” the word sat in her mind, and she decided that the descriptor felt appropriate. The name Soleil had felt