Dax ran quickly down to the edge of the water, he dangled his feet into it and closed his eyes.
"Dax, hurry on up or else you'll be late!" Daphne scolded. He opened one eye and looked at his guardian. Daphne was no relative of his. Dax was the son of Kalani, the Queen of Oceanus, and today was his bonding ceremony.
A month ago, Ninani had been summoned by a young Amayan girl, so now the nectar was avilable to all once more.
He sighed and walked back up the bank, dripping refreshing water from his feet.
The ceremony was to be a happy celebration with cheers and animal partying. Dax found it all a bit sudden. He'd only turned elevn a day ago.
Kalani walked over to him, her face hopeful. Her long green cloak trailing behind her. She held out the nectar to him and he took a sip. It was sweet, very. Like honey with a sickly tinge. The cup was puled back and he opened his eyes. He hadn't even realised they were closed.
A weird sensation trickled through his body. There was a loud rumble and Kalani clasped her hands together. Dax gasped in shock. There was a flash and then he appeared.
The octopus was big, not great-beast-size, but big all the same. His big orange head nearly touched the ceiling, his tentacles each a purplish orange colour.
"Is that Mulop?" Whispered someone at the back of the room. Dax felt himself shaking. Beads of sweat were practically covering his face. He couldn't have, could he? Ninani had been summoned, so it would make sense for more great beats to arrive. But why him?
"Mulop... Has returned!" Kalani cheered. Mulop made his way over to dax. His tentacles slopping loudly on the floor.
"Water!" Dax cried suddenly. "He's an octopus!"
"God, yes!" Kalani realised. "Get him into the sea!"
"Do you know how to put him in passive state?" Asked Kalani. Dax nodded, he'd seen her do it with Katoa many times.
"Imagine a door opening and your spirit animal disappearing beyond it."
"When you bond with water animals, they have to spend a lot of time in passive state, it's so heartbreaking."
Dax nodded, but he was only half listening.
"Try it." Urged his mother.
He imagined the door. Mulop looked at him understandingly. With a flash, he became a tattoo on his right shoulder, tentacles splayed in all directions.
