<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/205465868/original.gif)</div><strong>Bubble (She/Her)</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337368.msg16018731#msg16018731)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Year 1, Long Sunsets<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>NA<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Hiding<br/><hr/><br/>The mortals did not intend to leave. At least, not now. Bubbles wasn’t sure how to feel about their decision to remain on the island. Before, she helped them with the hopes that they’d patch up their dead tree and return to the big water. Instead, they made nests and did their best to stay warm with a fire that almost burned as brightly as the fire inclined happy spirits. These new creatures were so unlike the fish she befriended in her little pond and elsewhere. A bit leery, Bubbles stayed out of the way and watched them from a distance as they struggled to adjust to their existence on the island.<br/><br/>Reaper’s words kept replaying in her mind as she waited for them to do something that might show off their uniqueness. It was as she watched that the mortals found an unexpected surge of energy and danced around a glowing fire. If that was not strange enough, one of them beseeched them, the spirits, to stop hiding and show themselves. What did that even mean? No one had ever asked Bubbles to do so. Since she could remember, all of the creatures she encountered knew of her existence, interacted with her.<br/><br/>So Bubbles stayed hidden and distant from the mortals, waiting and watching for the extraordinary.