9 - Satisfaction

Going back to sleep on the couch, I can't help but think about my dreams. They were too vivid, too real. I keep thinking back to the green-eyed creature. Those defiant, vibrant eyes staring up at me, or those cold, aggressive and unrelenting red eyes staring back at them. I shut my eyes, curl up tightly, and try to force my thoughts away, but there's nowhere else for them to go. The blizzard outside leaves very little to think about, Riva and Sylv are still… enigmas to me, and the cave-structure is… a hive? The word pops into my mind, as my thoughts linger on it.

I should go back there, when… when I figure out how to… use magic. I sigh a bit, seemingly somewhat infected by Riva's optimism. 'When'…

This time when I sleep I don't dream of anything I can remember in the morning. Warm sunlight pours in through the windows, and when I wake I can hear the two others already doing things. They're clearly trying to be quiet, to let me rest, but my unintentional yawn lets them know I'm awake.

“Ah, morning, Red.” Riva giggles a bit, speaking from the kitchen. “We'll call you 'Red' until we figure out what your name is, sound good?”

“Y-yeah, that's fine.” I respond. “Uh, could you tell me about magic? I… I want to learn.” I try to ask them for help, not knowing whether they'll be willing to help me.

Riva pauses for a bit. “Uh, yeah, sure. Sylv's better at it than me, but given the… speech barrier I'll have to… speak for her.” Riva stretches out their wings, and smiles at me. “Is there anything… specific you want to know how to do?”

“L-light… and protection.” I say, stuttering a little. “And… maybe that… moving objects thing too.”

Sylv approaches and nods a bit, sitting on the couch opposite mine.
“She'll do it, but after breakfast.” Riva explains, joining her on the couch as a few plates of food and mugs of tea float over. Salads and simple foods, it seems.

I nod, with a soft smile, and eat with the two. Breakfast takes a while, but is relaxing, and brings my thoughts away from the chaos of my sleep.