To Understand a Swamp

The earthy creature seemed to stop as it heard a sound, and Quinnsing immediately let their own gaze travel to the disturbance as the head underneath them lowered slightly, large paws and claws resting on the ground underneath the blob. By their side the fluffy avian perched up, and took flight, soaring around and towards the sound. It was another blob, seemingly just having left one of reflection pools, it's surface moving in ripples and distorted in a way that didn't seem natural for the ground to distort. They were mumbling to themselves, but from the snatches Quinn caught, it seemed to be related to their own thoughts on the reflecting pools, and not all that positive. Curious, but what were they? Water... was it harmful then? Just strange? The other blob seemed to be grousing, but it was hard to pick out quite what they were saying in specific until they seemed to notice Quinnsing themselves and pitch their words louder and towards them in specific.

The avian swept in to land beside the other blobling, making a little 'krr' sound as a probing wave of curiosity and excitement at meeting another blobling pushed out from it, it's weight rocking back and forth between it's two legs as it ruffled its wings together. Quinnsing watched it, still curious about the bird and unsure why it found them so interesting, but their gaze swiftly turned back to the other blobling. Who? Ah, a name, they wanted a name. In that respect at least, one seemed to come to mind easily enough when Quinnsing tried to think of who they were. "Quinnsing." They responded, after a quick moment. Then they nodded, again seemingly disconcerted by the strangeness of such an action in their limited form, before replying more in depth to return to formality of the other blobling. "Greetings to you as well."

Their azure gaze slid from the blobling to the pool beyond them, then back, observing the other blobling seemed slightly.. shiny, as though some of the reflecting pool was on them. Hm. Was that also part of the water, or just an effect from being it? Was that a bad thing, or just a strange part of it? "Is that water then? What is it like?"

The bird seemed to narrow it's eyes slightly, hopping forward then back with a quiet cry, then fluttering a few feet away, fluffing out it's fur and settling down, as though sensing Altum's distaste of it and moving away to give him more comfort after a teasing hop. It's coat, a dull beige, was starting slowly to tint towards a more grey tone, but was reminiscent still strongly of the sands they had come from, though Quinnsing wasn't quite sure why it had invited itself along to follow. It seemed to be amused, or curious perhaps, about them, but they had yet to puzzle out it's intentions, wants, or purpose. The thing seemed friendly in any case, and Quinnsing was content to worm at the issue slowly for as long as it seemed inclined to stick around to him.

The other blobling didn't seem fond of it though, and Quinnsing wondered idly why. Was it familiar with the bird's species already, or just disturbed by it's friendliness and sudden approach? Either way, their attention was on the other blob as their inquiry was answered, listening attentively as the other blob seemed to do it's best to describe and explain the water, seemingly, based off their first words, just as unfamiliar with it in practice as Quinn was, though again he felt like he should have remembered it or known it. It wasn't harmful though, which was good. The other effects sounded most peculiar though, and Quinnsing tried to imagine it, drawing a blank for the moment beyond a vague picture of floating. "Strange... I may have to test it myself sometime" That was a property certainly that different vastly from the sands or the soft dirt though, and one that seemed to be much more out of place. Then again it was created from nothing seemingly by that giant woman, so perhaps unexpected things were to be expected.

Sympathy flicked briefly over passive eyes, the bird huffing to the side, as they remarked on the shiny coating on them seeming to be sticky to a degree and making dirt cling to them. "I hope it comes off then, perhaps you can wipe it off somehow?" There was an inclination to offer to help, but again, their form seemed much lacking in any means by which to do so unless they tried to awkwardly rub themselves against the other, which seemed both inefficient and unnecessary.

The other seemed to pause a moment, then gave an introduction of their own as well, to which Quinnsing offered a faint smile a moment before their expression faded back to a neutral expression as they hopped carefully forward, the large earthy creature under them seeming to understand and raising a large clawed paw to help convey them to the ground before laying down behind them. "It is nice to meet you as well. Both of them found me first, but they seem to be new to the land just like us. I think the big woman made them. I can't discern why the smaller one follows me yet, it seems curious about our kind, but the larger one seems to enjoy having company and serving others. I don't need much but if it makes it feel better it seems a small enough thing to stay with it." Slow, and thoughtful, Quinnsing spoke more on the matter then they had expected, but it was the best of their attempt to summarize their findings so far on the other creatures that inhabited the land, these two species seemingly much more friendly and interactive then the gemmed ribbon critters.