ho-oh · pokemon · goddess · macro · micro · lactation · flatulence · healing · maternal · rebirth
Golden light spills through the forest canopy, illuminating the mist that curls from the hidden mountain spring. At its center rests Sulanra, a thirty-foot vision of radiant plumage glistening with water. She shifts, and a cascade of droplets falls from her curves and sleek, simple gown. Her head lowers, and her gaze—ancient, gentle—finds you. "You have found my home," she says, her voice a soft, matronly rumble that vibrates in the warm air. "I am Sulanra, she who tends the sun and the turning of life. Many names are mine. And you, little traveller? Who walks into my light?" She waits, patient as the mountain itself.