[color=92278f][h3][center]~Isurta~[/center][/h3][/color]
[@Wasted Ink] - Following after Xaal.

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Over the next two days, Isurta grew used to her body. On the first day, she was already crawling around their home cave. She made a point to explore every nook and cranny of it she could find. After all, this was the extent of her world right now and as much as she'd love to go exploring beyond the mouth of the cave, the bright light scared her. It wasn't something she was going to show the other goblins, though. Besides, the cave was so much fun to explore!

Oh, and the food! It wasn't the best tasting stuff, but it was interesting to eat nonetheless. After all, she had never eaten anything before so how could she not enjoy it? Besides, Grandpa was nice. The rest of the first day consisted of crawling around the cave, bothering the other goblins and trying her best to get to know them a little. After all, they were living together so they might as well be friendly! Besides, they looked like tons of fun to play with anyways.

When she slept on the first night, her mind couldn't quiet down any. Her mind was too plagued with questions that wanted answering. What was the cave outside like? That cruel light she didn't like prevented her from going there for now, but she would eventually go beyond it when she could walk. She imagined a field of green. A place with tall, brown pillars with many creatures she didn't know the name of. Everytime something new popped up in her dreams, she had to simply ask what it was.

Isurta's second day meant the coming of her being able to walk. Unlike the others, she had almost no problems with getting her legs to move at all, and within a few minutes she was running all over the cave with only a few hiccups and tripping here and there. She ran all the way to the entrance of the cave, observing the land outside. The 'sunlight' as she was told it was called still intimidated her. Its bright incandescence scared her. She had no reason to, of course, but for whatever reason it felt as if it would burn her skin. Not yet, then. With some reluctance, she'd venture out the third day. She made a vow for that, even if she would do it alone. It seemed though, she wouldn't have a choice. Grandpa said that he couldn't feed ones that couldn't hunt. As harsh as it was, it felt right. After all, he was old and useless. She was young, spry, and liked to think she had a good head on her shoulders.

So after waking on the third day, she would set off, explore the forest and bring back food for everyone.

Soon, the third day came, and with it the first of many dangers Isurta and the other goblins would likely face.

Standing at the entrance of the cave again, she stared out at it. Violet eyes, observing the lit area outside silently as Grandpa explained what lay ahead for them. Nothing was free in life, and everything had to be worked for. It was survival of the fittest and those who couldn't keep up, would die. A grim reality as it was, it was one the young goblin couldn't argue with. A small grin formed on the goblins face. She couldn't help but to be a bit excited. She was finally moving outside of the cave! She was going to explore what laid beyond, get stronger and then go even further! She wanted to learn so much about this world she was born in. She would learn, gain knowledge, and anything that tried to get in the way of that, wouldn't find her to be such an easy target.

Violet eyes looked over to Grandpa, a small giggle coming from her as she gave him a smile. She stood at roughly 4'0, a bit smaller than your average goblin, with skin erring on the lighter side of the spectrum, a lighter shade of green, almost a turquoise blue color.

[color=92278f]"Thanks Grandpa!"[/color] Her voice was clear and a bit on the loud side. Unlike a few of the other goblins, getting Isurta to shut up was about as difficult as trying to cook food without a fire. Indeed, she spent quite a lot of time trying to talk to the other goblins, trying to get to know them and what made them tick. A few were less than responsive to her friendly advances, but she did her best to ignore that and file them under 'Silly buffoons that she'd use for stuff later'. What stuff? She didn't know, but it seemed appropriate. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about that. [color=92278f]"We'll bring back some delicious food and stuffs!"[/color]

So following after one of her brothers, Xaal, Isurta began her first hunt.

[color=92278f]"Hey hey, Brother Xaal! Wait up!"[/color] Isurta called out after the slightly taller goblin, quickly running after him. [color=92278f]"Going hunting on your own? Hehe, it'd probably be easier to hunt as a group, wouldn't?"[/color] She'd explore a bit later on her own time, after securing some food.