Mm? Is it morning already? I open my tired eyes to see, but I only see my tail, which I've been hugging in my hands ever since I fell asleep.
"Nn~!"
I wake up, sit up straight, and stretched my hands and legs. It's early in the morning, but the sky is still dark. It seems like the sun hasn't risen yet.
(Good morning, Mimin. You seem to have slept well.)
(Ah. Good morning, Fluffy...)
I rubbed my eyes with my small hands and looked around. Even though it's still dark, I can still see everything clearly. At some point, my eyes have gotten used to seeing in the dark.
Well, I've lived in this forest for almost eight years now! It's expected that I've gotten used to things like this. Probably.
As I looked around, some of the Silverwolves and White Foxes are still asleep. Those who are already awake are minding their own business, as usual.
Even though I've lived among everyone for almost eight years, I still haven't interacted much with everyone. Most of my time is spent with my parents, and the Silverwolf and White Fox Elders, Fluffy and Tails.
Well, those aren't actually their names! It's just that I refer to them by calling them that. Fluffy is a Silverwolf who has really fluffy fur, and Tails is a White Fox who has a lot of fluffy tails.
As for me, since I'm a beastkin, naturally I don't have any fur on my body. Though I do have a pair of fox ears and a fox tail, which are covered in fur. I try my best everyday to keep my tail fluffy as well!
Anyway, I continue looking around for a bit. Fluffy's beside me, my parents are still asleep, and Tails is... nowhere to be seen.
(Fluffy, have you seen Tails?)
(About that. It seems like Tails woke up much earlier, and went off by herself to search for something.)
Haah... Again? Tails has been doing that for the past two days now. What's she planning to do now?
Also, tomorrow's my birthday! I'm turning eight years old tommorow. Somehow, I feel like that's probably related to whatever Tails is doing.
Well, no point thinking about that. I should get prepared to watch the sunrise!
I stand up and stretch myself again. It's important to do morning stretches, or so I was told. I'm the only one who's doing morning stretches, though! Why do I have to do this? Nobody needs to do it but me...
"Nn~... Feels good..."
It feels good, so I can't really complain too much. If I wake up and I don't stretch myself, it just feels wrong, somehow. I don't really get it either.
Now that I'm prepared... Hm? It doesn't seem like the sun is going to rise soon. Well, I've gotten used to waking up early as well. This happens sometimes, too.
When this happens, I start my magic practice early, while waiting for the sunrise. So, like usual, I control my magic to form a small ball, and compress my magic into it, making sure that the size never grows any larger.
...
After a few seconds, the size of the ball never changes, but I've already put a large amount of magic into this ball. Specifically, the amount of magic is about three times the volume of my body, when uncompressed.
During my, almost, four years of magic practice, I've managed to learn many things about magic. I'm already strong enough to handle this amount of magic, but since I just woke up, I shouldn't overdo it.
I'm around 110 cm tall now, I think! So, three times the volume of my body now, compared to four years ago, is a big difference.
...Somehow, I still feel like I'm smaller than the average eight year old. I don't even know what the average is. It's just a feeling that I'm smaller than average. Every time I think about my height, I get this feeling. It's kind of annoying, somehow!
Ah. I need to concentrate on my magic. I can't get too distracted!
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Hm? The sun should be rising soon, I think. It's been about 15 minutes since I've been maintaining my ball of magic. I slowly absorb the magic back into my body, through my fingers. The familiar cold sensation passes through my fingertips, into my hands, before circulating around my body.
After a few seconds, I've fully absorbed all of the magic. I turn to face east, where the sun rises from, and wait patiently for the sunrise to happen.
...
Oh! It's here!
I release my magic through my feet, make a rock shape with my magic barely touching the ground, harden the magic, and finally release it from my control. The rock shaped magic maintains it's shape, and I climb on top of it, so that I can see over the trees of the forest.
Hardened magic only dissipates into the air after a while, unlike normal magic which dissipates immediately, when I release it from my control.
Now I'm standing on top of my newly made, temporary rock, which is as tall as my height. It has silver and white colours since it is made out of my magic. Fluffy is standing beside me, and he's slightly taller than me.
Even though I'm standing on top of this rock so my height is doubled... Why am I reminded about my height again...?
"Haah..."
(What's wrong? Why did you sigh?)
(...It's nothing.)
It's fine. I'm not bothered by my height. Not at all. I'm only turning eight years old tommorow. I still have two more years to grow!
Ah! The sun is already rising, shining over the trees of the forest. The sky lights up in a shade of orange as the sun rises. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and when the sun fully comes into view...
(It's beautiful...)
...Some things never change, huh?