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[h3][color=9e0b0f]Ana Einnashe[/color][/h3]
[i]The Youthful, Ganymedean and Odd Heir of the Lonely Forest Family[/i]
[i]Lucus.[/i]
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A moment of silence.

The great Elemental Lifeform, an anachronism from a distant time, had been struck in its vulnerable infancy, and died for it. 

There was no great toppling, or even burning. Rather, the detonations tore chunks out of its trunk, and the rest began to dissolve into blue lights. Rejected, it simply vanished in an almost too-peaceful manner. And as quickly as it had appeared, Kurozome was gone, the land relieved of an alien burden. 

Ana blinked, sitting up on his Focusin’ Stump. His eyes shifted about, the sudden absence of his tree-buddy oh so clear. 

“[color=9e0b0f]...Wait… it’s like that?[/color]”

…

Another moment of silence. It soaked in, the loss of his beautiful tree -- his magnum opus! It was so cool!

So freakin’ cool!

Aaaaaa[b]AAAAAAAAAAA[/b]--

“[color=9e0b0f][b]AAAAAAAAAAAA[/b][/color]--”

[b]AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA[/b]--

“[color=9e0b0f][b]AAAAAAA[/b][/color][color=9e0b0f]darn it[/color].”

He found himself on the ground next to his stump, laying on his back, splayed out, a rare frown upon his expression. He stared up at the stars, now absent of the Elemental Lifeform’s canopy, disturbed only by the trees of his workshop. 

“[color=9e0b0f]...So cool… but it’s gone.[/color]”

Another pause. 

“[color=9e0b0f]It was so coooooool!!! My tree!!! Aaaaaaaaah![/color]”

It was a tantrum, complete with kicking legs and flailing of arms. 

[i]“[color=9e0b0f]Stop crying. It is pathetic.[/color]”[/i]

“[color=9e0b0f]No! I’m gonna cry, and I’m gonna keep crying until I make something better than my really, really cool tree![/color]”

The Guest sighed. 

Ana shot to his feet. “[color=9e0b0f]I’m so angry! I’m so angry that I’m gonna do stuff![/color]”

[i]“[color=9e0b0f]...But I thought you said you were just going to cry.[/color]”[/i]

“[color=9e0b0f]I will cry while I am angry! Aaaaaaaah![/color]”

The Guest rubbed its imaginary eyes. [i]“[color=9e0b0f]Then what, boy, is the plan?[/color]”[/i]

“[color=9e0b0f]I’ll figure it out as I go along! Now, get me plenty of leaves, a pin and some pomegranates![/color]”

[i]“[color=9e0b0f]I do not have hands with mass.[/color]”[/i]

“[color=9e0b0f]Then I will do that also! Aaaaaaah![/color]”

With that, Ana got himself some leaves, a pin, some pomegranates, and put the leaves around his Focusin’ Stump. And then, he got right back onto his Focusin’ Stump.

He pricked his finger, let his blood drip onto a leaf. 

The rest was a bit of a waiting game.