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beingthecreatureWhat a misadventure this was! Seemed like every time they came to the forest, something wound up going wrong. Of course, that could be said about the tundra, too. And the savannah. And the desert. And...
Anyway, today had been a check-up on an earlier adventure, counting any newly growing oak trees after the whole "blue and the gray" incident. However, they'd all gotten separated in this thick growth forest and well, now there was Chris the squirrel, descending from the canopy after another search for the Tortuga overhead. It was on the way down, too, that he saw something... odd. A flash of- purple? pink? Honestly it looked like a thistle but while this was the right part of the world it was the wrong sort of range for them. And, on further investigation, this one was moving.
With all his squirrel powers Chris started hopping after it from branch to branch, finally spotting the Whatever as it came out into the open a bit. And it was- he didn't know WHAT it was. Which meant, new species! Wait no- NEW SPECIES. There we go.
Although... this was an odd thing, it seemed both animal and human. His instincts kicked in and he got both curious and wary. A trap? Maybe, but the villains were usually more obvious than that. And this being just seemed to be travelling naturally, with its own little backpack and everything. Chris continued hopping along, sticking high in the trees where he could observe without being observed, and he took mental notes on the Whatever, missing crew forgotten for the moment. When it seemed to be stopping to make a little campsite, he stayed close to a tree trunk well above it, still no further along in his inquiry than he was before.
This whole thing was weird...
Anyway, today had been a check-up on an earlier adventure, counting any newly growing oak trees after the whole "blue and the gray" incident. However, they'd all gotten separated in this thick growth forest and well, now there was Chris the squirrel, descending from the canopy after another search for the Tortuga overhead. It was on the way down, too, that he saw something... odd. A flash of- purple? pink? Honestly it looked like a thistle but while this was the right part of the world it was the wrong sort of range for them. And, on further investigation, this one was moving.
With all his squirrel powers Chris started hopping after it from branch to branch, finally spotting the Whatever as it came out into the open a bit. And it was- he didn't know WHAT it was. Which meant, new species! Wait no- NEW SPECIES. There we go.
Although... this was an odd thing, it seemed both animal and human. His instincts kicked in and he got both curious and wary. A trap? Maybe, but the villains were usually more obvious than that. And this being just seemed to be travelling naturally, with its own little backpack and everything. Chris continued hopping along, sticking high in the trees where he could observe without being observed, and he took mental notes on the Whatever, missing crew forgotten for the moment. When it seemed to be stopping to make a little campsite, he stayed close to a tree trunk well above it, still no further along in his inquiry than he was before.
This whole thing was weird...
