[PRP] TBA (Baby!Uuni x Baby!Mwokoti)

[Hopefolly]

(Backlogged RP. Really, really backlogged.)

Although Mwokoti complied with her assignment to provide guidance for all in need, Mkodi did not remunerate her appropriately. It would be too late to respond as a cub was entitled to -- with much paw stomping and screeching -- by time she realized.

As it were, Mwokoti had woken up one day knowing how to speak, think, and in theory, walk. It would have been nice to be apprised of the weight she'd have to lug around before she tried to lift her head for the (supposedly) first time. The lantern dragged her back down, as it had done before and would do again. In every life, she tasted snow and defeat before anything else. And each time, she rolled, flailed, and squeaked her first word: "<********>"

The cub, smaller than many Gods, bigger than some, wiggled her way free of the golden chain. The fire reflected in her eyes and illuminated everything around her.

She knew to call this thing a lantern.

Mwokoti shook her head and walked away --

-- then stubbed every toe on the accursed thing!

How did it -- She'd left it back there and now it was popping up in front of her!

"Fine, okay? Fine."

Her teeth latched onto the chain. Slowly but surely, she tugged the heavy chunk of gold along behind her.  

[Kaelyndra]

Uuni was a slightly round cub. One perhaps could not consider her fat, but they would not say she had any lack of the rounded, baby face that accompanied small, fuzzy creatures.

Indeed, she had a petite swollen belly that matched very well with oversized paws. Her head was strangely in proportion for a cub, and her tail drug behind her.

It was hard to see, her hair had not yet grown its great length, and so it spiked upwards, flopping over and smacking her on the nose and poking her in the eyes. This was Uuni's greatest concern for the most part. The memories of mortals, of blood, of magic, were not yet present.

Her coat was almost stark white, and only two bloody runes grazed her shoulders. Had one been able to read magic, they would have known them to be the marks of her rebirth. Uuni knew words came with emotions, and she knew there were many, many of those to experience. As such, she played with them, delighting when a new one entered her brain. In fact, she'd mostly contended herself with reteaching every language she had known. That was what came first to a reincarnated goddess of blood: the ability to tell people they were stupid.

But Uuni did not know enough to grasp this word yet, let alone use ******** was a new word. It made her feel frustrated. Intrigued, Uuni set out after it, hopping through the snow bank as she went. It nearly covered her whole body in parts, and she found herself scrambling up through it, disliking the sensation of wet and cold, and yet finding a sort of comfort in it. How could she like something and hate it at the same time?

Nose poking out from the last hole she'd buried herself in, Uuni could see the glint of something gold, something that made things around it easier to see. "What is that?" she asked, unaware that perhaps she could not be seen well from her current position.  

[Hopefolly]

Mwokoti's renascent existence promised to be complicated, busy, and eventually, miserable. She was the eternal servant of mortalkind, given to them as a gift. The unsung hero of the lost, now and forever.

She would feel fury in the coming years. But after that, she'd wonder if Mkodi had rewarded her in some sense of the word. After all, Mwokoti was more aware than she should have been so fresh to the world. Experience and maturity need be earned; however, she was a step ahead of those like Uuni.

Many things she knew, whether or not she understood them.

Mwokoti grabbed a mouth full of snow and dumped it onto the lantern, hoping to snuff out the flame. Against logic, it burned on. She was left trapped in a circle of light with dark all around her.

There was danger in the world. Things she should fear and bristle at. "Who's there? You tell me right now! Don't hide in the dark!"  

[Kaelyndra]

The funny thing about being in the dark was that her eyes were already well adjusted. The flame was a bright spot in a world she could already see very well.

Dark. It went very nicely with the word black. It made her feel safe and unnerved at the same time. The first words she'd learned had one emotion. All of these, they had upwards of three or more.

Uuni ignored them, and scrambled out of the snow pile with some small cub-like sounds of exertion. She spread her legs wide and plodded her way in the general direction of the glowing light.

"I'm not hiding."

To make the statement clear, Uuni plodded all the way up to the latern and winced at its light. She closed her eyes and turned her head away.

She did not like this light.

Light. That was what it was called. It brought headaches, made colors come from the earth, and held a variety of strange images of things that must have been present during the day. Uuni had not met any of these creatures yet, but she knew they were out there somewhere.

"What is it?" she asked again. This light that she did not like.