[CENTER][H3][b][color=ffc4ff]Puck the Pixie[/color][/b][/H3][/CENTER]
[INDENT]Puck's eyes sluggishly opened as if waking up from a year long slumber. With his vision still blurry and senses numb, he was unable to appreciate his surroundings. Although, as drowsy as he was, he couldn't help but smile; he was thankful. He was too weak to speak or even actually move; Puck wanted to express his gratitude but sadly, he couldn't do much. As eerie as where he was had appeared, it was still a whole new world that was just waiting to be explored. Just not yet though. For now, he needed more sleep. With that thought, his eyelids slowly fell and the day simply continued to go on. [hr] The number of days that had passed since Puck went back to sleep was difficult to determine. Apparently, rebirth hits one's orientation to time quite hard. Luckily for Puck, the second time he had woken up, he was able to muster up enough strength to break free from his leafy contraints. With wings fluttering, his entire body was thrown forward into the air before harshly landing face first unto the murky and moist floor. 

Rolling over to his back, Puck let out a laugh - it was more of a giggle - as he lied on the cold ground. Given his current predicament, Puck found it strange that he was so ecstatic. It could have been his genuine cheerfulness or the whimsicality innate to all pixies. Whatever the reason was, he didn't care too much about it. Instead of questioning this world, he knew that he had to embrace it. [hr] Puck wanted to spend the next few days wandering around; he wanted to get a brief idea on where he actually was. Unfortunately, his body wasn't quite ready yet. Puck's problem wasn't his strength, but coordination. Not only did he need to get used to his body, he had a pair of wings that he had to learn how to control. 

The next few days Puck spent slamming into walls, crashing into the ground, and having multiple mouthful servings of dirt. It wasn't the greatest of time, but it was definitely a learning experience. Puck had several discoveries during his brief ordeal with himself. His persistence eventually made his skills with flying become more natural. His ability to use healing magic appeared after sustaining multiple bruises and cuts over the course of his practices. As for his capabilities with protective magic, it could have been his inborn talent for it or his body just not wanting to get hurt anymore. Either way, whenever a major crash or fall was about to take place,  as long as he focused, glittering energy would suddenly envelope Puck's body, effectively shielding him from the impact. [hr]Puck was finally ready. After limbering up, the young Pixie took to the skies and darted towards the small distant light he saw from a distance. It might lead him to the outside world or something he'd later regret. There was only one way to find out.

[@Zeroth][/INDENT]