petal_storm | This is my world

Who: Orchid?
When: Some time in the miasma world.
What: A hybrid and her home!

She paced slowly along the edge of the marshland, feet bare as she slogged, testing the waters. Still clean here, the filters were working and the safflowers were coming along, small, white petals bobbing slowly in the fetid breeze. That was good news, safflower and mallowroot would make the utterly detestable cough syrups that were boiled up in fall so much easier for people to swallow. Her Master still didn't know about the village down the thorn path, he was not...social. He liked his games and things on his terms, but growing things for other people in his carefully filtered garden?

Tsk, never.

Honestly he didn't even realize that the miasma didn't effect her. The damp was good for her, and she was plant enough to thrive instead of die. The mild intoxicating effect of her skin would probably shift from drug to poison if she lived in the miasma but...

...visiting she could do. He grew bored and slept more often these days, one seemingly immortal monster waiting for the world to get interesting again. She could steal away and help.

She liked being able to do something. Like the little stream that ran along the thorn path, she'd diverted it from their home garden so the water was clean and fresh for those further down the way. Clean water was nothing to sneer at here. Nor clean, un-mutated plants even if she could only bring them by the handful sometimes...

Her creator had told her, before he left to try to forge another creature that could live in this new world, that she was special. She needed to help...she believed that yes. This was her world, she had to help others survive in it.

That was why today after checking her plants she drew her cloak tight, belting it with a cord and knife sheath before choosing a new path. She check the wild lands...often.

Just in case.

Last time she'd found a flower that was now growing in the far edge of her garden, all knife edges petals and spots, she'd adored it, even if it was not an old world pure strain. New things were beautiful too. Who knew what she'd find today?

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::Likely.::

Tends to be the reality of those who stand for good hmmm? You've both that feel about you. Morality.

"I dont' know anymore."

Perhaps better to say more moral than I? she laughed, an oddly...warm and human sound given everything else.

::WHo knows.::

I do? she laughed. But then you've no reason to take my word on things.

"AH....::

One of the reasons I called you a pretty bird. You've a glow that it seems good people have.

::AH.:: He nodded.

Mmm, I'm rambling apparently, she chuckled.

::That's alright.::

Mmmm, no, unlike the rest of us here you have a life and things to do, she chuckled softly.

::Not so much.::

You've a hunt, for which you need to be awake. I imagine you want your love here back soonest. Most loves do in my experience?

"I need sleep.::

...you just woke up! she laughed. But if you need I will take you to your Markux and you can curl up together?

::Yes please... I'd only just fallen asleep then.::

Follow me then, she chuckled, weaving back past him to head down a hall in the shelves to a rather comfortable bedroom. Here, for you two.

"Thank you." He smiled.

Sleep well. He'll wake and sleep normally now that he's not spiraling.

"Alright thank you."

Of course, she noted softly.

And despite the fact this was a dream state, technically, Markux shifted and wrapped around Corvus the moment he slipped into bed?

Corvus smiled a touch. That was nice...

Considering he'd been camping rough during his search a bed with familiar feathers in it was more than enough reason to crack an eye open. ::Mmm, your wings are dry at the tips love...::

::I'm surprised that's all that's wrong with them.::

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