Submission (#1127) Approved
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Prompt
Submitted
6 July 2023, 16:35:18 CDT (1 year ago)
Processed
6 July 2023, 18:37:28 CDT (1 year ago) by Zakiax
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The idea of staying in this realm began to weigh on his mind. There was nothing short of anger about it, but he explored a lot and still couldn't find even a hint of his world. His realm. Nothing about this was right- he was displaced yet he had to keep swallowing the fish in front of him. Which reminded him. He needed to make more baskets! Pulling bamboo type trees, palm tree leaves, and any leaves that felt sturdy.
He continued to make baskets and he made about four of them before he stopped and gathered them behind him in a bigger basket. And in this bigger basket, and then there was netting.
Borea decided then. That he would hike instead of fly down the river. Taking in more of the river. Where he saw a small fall in the river to the next plane, he would leave a basket and netting that he would go in to the water and put down rocks on the top platform and one the bottom. So if a fish were to get in to the basket- it wouldn't be able to jump out.
He continued focusing on gathering fish because if anything. Borea could possibly trade food. That was his home anyway. The Kitsu needed something here- needing to ground himself. The only way to do that was try and find a way to open up the idea of liking this realm enough to live in it. That was a long shot but he had to try it. He usually had his whole home in the realm before, rigged with causing chaos and pranks. A life he enjoyed with his friends whom helped him come up with new ideas to cause chaos. Nothing malicious though. More like- loving how others react to these encounters.
Just thinking about it brought a smile to his face. "Maybe we can get a prank in some time soon. If i can manage to think up of something. After securing a better shelter and some trade.
The more he worked at the river- and the longer it felt- he gathered items that had probably been left behind by others near the river. Sooner then did he begin to collect those weird items. Maybe not only food would suffice- maybe he could become a collector of things and trade with others. There had to be more than just fish to eat.
He continued to make baskets and he made about four of them before he stopped and gathered them behind him in a bigger basket. And in this bigger basket, and then there was netting.
Borea decided then. That he would hike instead of fly down the river. Taking in more of the river. Where he saw a small fall in the river to the next plane, he would leave a basket and netting that he would go in to the water and put down rocks on the top platform and one the bottom. So if a fish were to get in to the basket- it wouldn't be able to jump out.
He continued focusing on gathering fish because if anything. Borea could possibly trade food. That was his home anyway. The Kitsu needed something here- needing to ground himself. The only way to do that was try and find a way to open up the idea of liking this realm enough to live in it. That was a long shot but he had to try it. He usually had his whole home in the realm before, rigged with causing chaos and pranks. A life he enjoyed with his friends whom helped him come up with new ideas to cause chaos. Nothing malicious though. More like- loving how others react to these encounters.
Just thinking about it brought a smile to his face. "Maybe we can get a prank in some time soon. If i can manage to think up of something. After securing a better shelter and some trade.
The more he worked at the river- and the longer it felt- he gathered items that had probably been left behind by others near the river. Sooner then did he begin to collect those weird items. Maybe not only food would suffice- maybe he could become a collector of things and trade with others. There had to be more than just fish to eat.
Rewards
| Reward | Amount |
|---|---|
| Silver | 2 |
Characters
PC-111: Borealis Band
No rewards set.