<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BzowwEN.png)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/30/Gag-gift-send-a.png)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/aa/Stonefox.jpg)</div><strong>Cor [He/Him/His]</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337368.msg16021367#msg16021367)<br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>Year 1, Time of Long Sunsets</em><br/><strong>Tags:</strong><em>Happy Spirits, OPEN</em><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><em>Aging &amp; Becoming a Stone Fox</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Either time changed all slowly or time changed all quickly, one pebble fallen after another. As a season crawled by, Cor was more pleased by the day to see that neither the Mortals nor Boiling Grumpus did much to destroy or sink the island. While the animals did wonderful, he did take pity on how much suffering the Mortals endured. He saw their fragility and heard their outcries. He saw their worst and also their best.<br/><br/>The Mortals thought they were not seen by spirits but rather heard, which struck a very ironic chord because spirits were not seen and heard at all.<br/><br/>Cor could not help himself. He was fascinated and thus addicted to observing them in their natural state. It was as if all he could do was just witness these new and complicated creatures live a dramatic life. These Mortals... they all varied chasing or losing the same thing: happiness. Cor wished sometimes he could give them what he always will have had: the very essence of what he was. But then the momentous night came, a miraculous event like long before. The Mortals danced into an exhausted and frenetic trance around their bonfire.<br/><br/>The Mortals pleaded for contact. Their own spirits reached out.<br/><br/><strong>"Show ourselves?"</strong>Cor asked of the Happy Spirits nearby.<br/><br/>There was a strange growing realization that with effort it was possible.<br/><br/>Cor knew already what appearance he would take. He had time to wonder what made him happy.<br/><br/>While he watched the Mortals, he watched a certain fox that loped and roved his Terraces. It was beautiful, appearing and disappearing with grace. He would be a Stone Fox happy spirit. As he would soon take this form, he paused. To think twice. Revealing myself... Would it make the Mortals truly happy? Would it risk the island? Would associating the Mortals make Happy Spirits Mortal? Who knew what would happen, but Cor decided after his transformation that he would not be seen by the Mortals. Not now, not ever.<br/><br/>He would be one of the secrets of this island. He would guard the Mortals as he would guard this island from them. It would be a distraction. They would call on his name like they call on their mother or their friend, one time too many. They would bring their drama and their struggle to him. And he was not ready. His happiness had to be protected. Cor would remain unseen, unheard, unrealized, and undisturbed. But his presence will be felt, Cor would make sure of that. While still enshrouded in mystery, he hoped he can make them happy... one day.<br/><br/>