The plant woman let out a sigh, what an unlucky streak she was experiencing.She looked at the large ship that flew in front of her. It moved so slowly, how boring. Yarn hoped for something exciting, but that never happened. Yarn never gets to experience the good luck. The woman thought why she decided to live this life. She didn't have to do any of this, but she thought it'd be exciting. Yarn learned much to fast that the world of adventure was deadly to the unlucky. Yarn's thoughts were interupted bya beeping on her communicator. She pulled it from her pack and answered. "This is Yarn, how can Yarn help?" The woman was suprised to see none other than the Gifted Mother of her planet appear. The one who is said to have brought on the production of her race, the leader, and guide to the Oak Hearts. The one who was the most sad to hear of Yarn leave. Everyone just calls her Mother though.
The gentle voice spoke with a smile. "Hello Sapling, I trust your travels treat you well? When are you coming home to visit? Your people, especially your caretakers, miss you a great deal." The woman opened her arms as if waiting for yarn to jump through and hug her.
Yarn spoke normally, in her language she could articulate properly. Common language was a whole other mess of trouble entirely."Mother, I am having a not so great journey. To come back would be putting all of you in potential danger, I am in trouble. I wish not to trouble my people because of my unlucky, and headstrong nature."When talking to her own people Yarn was easily one of the most intellectually powerful peoples there was. Yarn gave a weak smile from behind her mask.
Mother's face turned to one of complete worry. "Oh dear! We can protect you, just tell me what you have done. We will understand and try to talk things over with them, okay?" The woman's look of worry turned to a smile of hope.
Yarn shook her head. She let out a sigh. "Mother, I must do this alone. That is why I left. I can handle myself, truly. If I do not make it home by the next Vunters Eve, assume I am dead. Otherwise you can expect my visit then." She returned her own strong, but hopeful smile.
Mother smiled and giggled. No one ever talked to her as casually as Yarn did. Which is saying something, considering the person she was talking to. "I trust you dear, and I just KNOW we will see you then. I must go now! The harvest comes soon, and you know what that means. Good bye~" With that the woman dissapeared, leaving Yarn alone. In a cold, dark spaceship. Bored once more. Yarn let out a sigh and stared at the ship ahead of her. Eventually, something exciting will happen. Something lucky, something that will be in Yarns favor. At least, that is what she hoped.
The gentle voice spoke with a smile. "Hello Sapling, I trust your travels treat you well? When are you coming home to visit? Your people, especially your caretakers, miss you a great deal." The woman opened her arms as if waiting for yarn to jump through and hug her.
Yarn spoke normally, in her language she could articulate properly. Common language was a whole other mess of trouble entirely."Mother, I am having a not so great journey. To come back would be putting all of you in potential danger, I am in trouble. I wish not to trouble my people because of my unlucky, and headstrong nature."When talking to her own people Yarn was easily one of the most intellectually powerful peoples there was. Yarn gave a weak smile from behind her mask.
Mother's face turned to one of complete worry. "Oh dear! We can protect you, just tell me what you have done. We will understand and try to talk things over with them, okay?" The woman's look of worry turned to a smile of hope.
Yarn shook her head. She let out a sigh. "Mother, I must do this alone. That is why I left. I can handle myself, truly. If I do not make it home by the next Vunters Eve, assume I am dead. Otherwise you can expect my visit then." She returned her own strong, but hopeful smile.
Mother smiled and giggled. No one ever talked to her as casually as Yarn did. Which is saying something, considering the person she was talking to. "I trust you dear, and I just KNOW we will see you then. I must go now! The harvest comes soon, and you know what that means. Good bye~" With that the woman dissapeared, leaving Yarn alone. In a cold, dark spaceship. Bored once more. Yarn let out a sigh and stared at the ship ahead of her. Eventually, something exciting will happen. Something lucky, something that will be in Yarns favor. At least, that is what she hoped.