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[b][color=16A75E]Time:[/color][/b] Morning
[b][color=16A75E]Location:[/color][/b] Forest; Near Guava Village
[b][color=16A75E]Interactions:[/color][/b] Viola[@13org]
[b][color=16A75E]Equipment:[/color][/b] A pack with some supplies, seeds (in his pockets), a small knife, a [url=https://i.imgur.com/g2Sg5vN.jpg]mask[/url] that hangs from his belt, a weapon with a shifting charm that is either a [url=https://i.imgur.com/4Xs4QCG.jpg]sickle[/url] or a [url=https://i.imgur.com/gyIiCzI.jpg]glaive[/url], and a [url=https://i.imgur.com/TNEke0P.jpg]shield/drum[/url] with an unbreakable charm.
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Cypress watched in silence as the vines that wrapped around Viola uncoiled and snapped forth with the speed of a viper, striking a boar. It was quick, not even a struggle from the boar as its life fed another’s. The boar was exsanguinated just as quickly by the Blood Rose, which finished its meal and recoiled its thorny vine. A fascinating plant, like an apex predator, perfectly designed by nature to do what it needed and it thrived in its niche. Since Viola had never seemed shy about the Blood Rose, Cyrus chose to indulge his curiosity and always watched the plant as it fed.  He found beauty in this sight, to see his sister bonded so closely with another life. This was an act of love; just as much care was put into tending to and feeding this unique plant as one might give to a beloved pet. 

[color=16A75E]“Of course, now a brief moment for me and the boar that was,”[/color] Cyrus asked, setting his pack and shield on the ground, before walking toward the fallen boar. He knelt by the creature's side and moved his hand to gently close the boar’s eyes as he whispered a prayer for the boar. His other hand dipped into a pocket and pulled out a seed. Cyrus studied the seed for a moment before smiling. He dug a small hole next to the boar and planted the seed, resting his hand over the dirt until the seed began to sprout. He moved his hand upwards, slowly, as the sproutling followed until it grew into a full alaberry bush covered in ripe berries that wore a familiar shade of pink. He took this as a sign that they were on the right track. 

He picked up his things and returned to his sister’s side ready to continue their journey through the forest nestled between River Port and The River Fairy Kingdom. Cyrus was just stubborn enough to refuse to call his home Riverbloom; because it had been stolen, it was never anyone else’s to rename. 

[color=16A75E]“This is the closest I’ve been to home since…”[/color] He paused to watch the way the branches moved as a hearty breeze blew through the thick treetops. [color=16A75E]“And home is close enough that I feel it calling, and it also feels even further away.”[/color] Cyrus spoke as they walked through the heart of the forest far from any well-tread paths. He could feel it from his heart to his feet; a heaviness at walking further and further from a home he could not return to, the risk of being recognized was greater there than almost anywhere else. 

Cyrus stopped and looked around, having heard a faint sound somewhere within the trees and trying to pinpoint the direction it had come from. One could never be too careful with all the dangerous creatures that lurked in the wilderness of Avalia. [color=16A75E]“Did you hear that?”[/color] He asked. [/color]