Comet

The one drop of blood on her tongue sung of life and promise. Metallic, yes, but rich in all the components of the universe. Channeling the energy from her palate to her hands, she molded the air into a tight ball the pulsed with every heartbeat. “Life from life,” she said, and drew a shape in her mind. Once the lines were crisp and vibrant, the sphere of air between her palms sparked a pale blue. She added the warmth of red and stretched the violet light, pulling here and tucking there, until the outline in her mind filled the space before her. Shifting to hold the image from another angle, she expanded it once again, giving the shape some heft. A swipe and the memory of velvet teased the light into sleek fur. The tail would have to be long to balance its weight and wide paws to grip the firm earth when she ran. Yes, it would be a her, unless it told her otherwise once it became aware.

Amara sat back and considered her new friend. A little more blue deepened the fur into something resembling the night sky. A smile crossed her face as she dragged the tips of her fingers through it to add some streaks of silver like comets peeking through the atmosphere. “Comet,” she spoke aloud.

Comet trembled, filling out with muscle and bone, and shook into existence. Blinking, she revealed sapphire eyes streaked with thin lines of other jewel colors. Amara may have created the bodies, but the eyes are always their own, as they must be. Every Creature should be afforded their own outlook on the world they inhabit.

Amara didn’t intend to create another cat-like Creature, but there was something to their gracefulness that appealed and therefore crept into every project. Comet stretched and stepped, testing the mobility of her new self. She turned her jeweled eyes to Amara and blinked her approval.

“Welcome,” Amara said and presented her hands, palms out and fingers down, as was the customary greeting of their world. Comet’s instincts were on the mark, and she placed her front paws on Amara’s hands. The mannerisms of each Creator were often shared with their projects. Comet would be polite, yet defiant, and cunning, but naïve. Gentle until the time for kindness passes. Always until then.

And the time always came.