<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BzowwEN.png)</div><strong>A Happy Spirit</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337368.msg16018996#msg16018996)<br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>Year 1, Time of Growth</em><br/><strong>Tags:</strong><em>Open, ask if interested</em><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><em>Zone 12, C-c-c-changes...</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Change something? Change something! Who could think of changes at a time like this, with her own form having undergone a motomorph...a metamor...a metamur....a change itself. She was so excited she could barely think, and so she'd gone to another spot on the island. Not her super favoritist one ever, but a fun one nonetheless. She'd sat on the ocean's edge and let the little waves chase her, giggling and screaming happily as they splashed and steamed against her. She'd run up the surf, then back down for hours and hours, letting the water get all steamied. She tried all sorts of things, even starting to increase her form's heat as she bounced up away from a particularly aggressive wave. She giggled, then paused looking back at her bounce prints. A small "ohhhh" escaped her mouth as she nudged it, poked it, examined it. Thoughts...yes, so many thoughts all at once. So many in her mind. But help was needed....super extra special help.<br/><br/>And so she'd gone to enlist the help of the greatest helpers she knew...not that she knew many others of course...the baby elephants. They'd enjoyed sliding, they enjoyed frolicking, she hoped they enjoyed this. She'd tasked them to help her make a change, and so they did with eager trumpeting. Further up from the shore line, both she and the Babyphants pushed and prodded the sand, using water that they helpfully brought up in their trunks. It took quite a while. Some left and did other things, some stayed. Some took naps, and some got distracted and played elsewhere. But they were good helpers and helped they did until they were happy with what they had made.<br/><br/>And so the little spirit had nudged them back safely, safe safe safe. She wasn't quite sure how far safe was, but she guessed and thought it would be okay then pushed them back a little more to be safest. She then inhaled. A bigger and deeper breath then she'd ever inhaled before, pulling in all the heat, all the warmth she could, her body making another POP noise and changing again. Her flames growing flamey, her fire growing different. But that was fire, always flickering, always changing, always moving. But she had no time for thinking about that now.  Keep holding the fire in. Hot hot hotter hotest......<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DhfOlCG.jpg)</div><br/>She waited until she felt as if she were to burst and exhaled. Gouts of heat and fire escaped her, pouring over the sand sculpture. She wasn't sure how long she did this for....hours...seconds...minutes...days...infinity went by in moments. It was forever and no time. But she persevered, untill she had no more fire to give and flopped down. Rolling down the sandy hillside until a baby trunk hoisted up the sleepy and tired spirit, weary from its expulsion. She smiled. Blinkingly weary eyes beheld the  sandy creation  (https://i.imgur.com/sXftlUi.jpg) she and the babyphants had made now a shimmering thing of glass. It had melted a little bit, but it hadn't been anything of form or shape to begin with. Just a thing. A thing to say they were here, that the Babyphants and the Spirit had done this thing together, and it would look out over the ocean and be pretty and nice for ever and ever. She snuggled warmly against the trunk that held her tired form, her body no more warm then a warm summer day. So sleepy...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The nice thing about falling asleep on a baby elephants trunk is you woke up wherever they were. And so she'd already been brought back to the Wise Old Elephant, and she blinked blinky eyes up at her friend and wriggled free of the trunk. Careful to keep her warmth just warm not hot, not hot for babyphants. She flickered and shimmered as she rose into the air, nuzzling the Wise Old Elephant's forehead warmly, before smiling.<br/><br/>"Come see, come see!" she bounced around, but then remembered...there was another task. She had to pick a name. A name a name a name. Something she would be forever and ever and ever. Fire? No....something was already named fire. Peanut Hamper. No no, that wouldn't do, though it was super cute. Name name name. Need a name. Wait...she remembered a word from a long time ago...did the Spirit say it? Maybe? Or was it the Elephant? She couldn't remember, but she liked it..."Rin. Call me...Rin." Yes, that was a good name. A fine name. It meant something didn't it? She couldn't remember, but she felt it had...that word...meaning.<br/><br/>And so Rin smiled and bounced and bobbed in the air in front of the Elephant, ready to display its addition to the island.