<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b0/Happywaterspiritpng.png)</div><strong>Bubble (She/Her)</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337368.msg16018731#msg16018731)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Year 1, Visitors, Part 2<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Happy Spirits<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><del>Investigating</del>Helping the Mortals<br/><hr/><br/>What a year it'd been to discover one's purpose and that worlds existed beyond the one Bubbles nurtured on their beloved island. The knowledge almost weighed heavily on its body, if not the world continuing to flourish around them.<br/><br/>The earth's rumbles didn't concern her too much. She responded with a look that screamed naivety when asked about it and mentioned how the ground must be hungry! Maybe it would quiet once more after a good storm? Sometimes, the forest creature's stomach rumbled in a similar way when they struggled to find food in winter. But then, the reason for the rumpling noise became plain as the clear skies overhead when a creature unknown to her popped its head out of Tip Top Peak.<br/><br/>Bubbles froze as the animals around them skittered as Grumpus fussed and stomped loud enough to make the ground shake with the force of their rage. So as other spirits hurried to speak with the creature, she watched from a distance before a panicked popping noise reached her ears. The fish were concerned for their safety too. Unlike the other animals, they could not run from the threat, nor could they float away in their bubbles as the little creatures didn't last long enough for them to find another localized source of water.<br/><br/>"They will fix it," she reassured her scaly friends. "We have accomplished much. The island will be safe. Do not worry."<br/><br/>Pride soared in its little heart as it watched other spirits tackle the situation before the lava hurt any of their small friends. Grumpus' pouting started once more, and Bubbles followed its finger towards where it pointed. The big water? Oh. There was something unfamiliar there. A tree shaped unlike any she'd ever seen before. Was it sick? Perhaps one of the earth spirits could help it. Distantly, BUbbles heard Grumpus say that there were mortals on the tree. Mortals? Why did that sound so familiar? Then, she remembered. Their friend, Reaper, spoke of mortals.<br/><br/>Hearing Wish's question, Bubbles reminded them of what they'd learned some time ago. "Mortals are the big thinkers. They change the world. Like us!" Curious about these creatures that possessed big ideas, Bubbles bounded away from her watery nook and bounced across the racing waves to investigate the dead tree and its potential occupants.<br/>