>>5899287>>5899314>>5899582>>5899642“How about Veloz?”
Your bird companion here on Luna—Veloz, now—does not react to the name in any meaningful way. You smile. Neither did Muffins, after all, until the first few times you called him for feeding with it, and soothing stroked his fur while repeating it. You’re not sure what the equivalent is for a wild moon-hummingbird, but you’re confident you’ll discover it in time. It’s the kind of thing you’re good at.
When your plant-based breakfast (with some sort of animal-milk, though, you can now confirm) is done, you exit your bedchamber. This one chamber is seemingly the whole of your assigned housing. You stand tall, well-rested and energized such as you have rarely ever been, and feeling frankly quite dapper in your new robes. Your crisp, pure-white undershirt peaks out from the loosely-tied black robe you wear atop it. The robe, speckled with sparkling stars, has the thin line of a new moon’s glow upon the back-a symbol of blessing and protection from the ancestral goddess who brought you here. You consider wearing it with its hood up… But then decide against it, instead donning the hat which your friend Testa made and enchanted aesthetically with its signature purple-blue checkering. After all: it’s a wizard hat, and you’re a wizard of the human tradition, as much as an elven mystic.
Veloz seems to enjoy it, too, circle around and around the flashy headwear with his eyes fixated upon it, occasionally poking with with a snake-quick tongue-lash as if it might be some exotic flower.
“Good morning,” Devi greets you with a smile.
You jump a little at how close the voice is, and when you look over Devi is smiling happily and Nym with, if you’re not mistaken, some light amusement at your reaction. Both bow their heads.
“I’ll have to take your word for it, since I can’t tell night from day around here,” you say. “Gods Above, have you been standing out there all night?”
“No,” Nym replies levelly, “we entered your room to clean you up and provide you your breakfast and clothing>”
“Right,” you reply. “Uh…”
>Thanks, really, the clothes are amazing>I appreciate it, but maybe a BIT more privacy would be nice in future>That’s creepy—stay out of my room unless invited, please>Write-in[c]
