Green's POV

Waking up from my nap I started to poodle around with my astral self much like a human would do, not doing anything of any worth. With that done I looked down upon my creation, Thessia, it had progressed well plants and animals were scattered all around.

Every environment was populated with at least three different species, though many were populated with tens if not hundreds of different of species, it was only the toughest of environments that were underpopulated. The most interesting area was infact the sky given its size and the fact that there were little to no places to rest, the creatures there had adapted to gliding through the air with ease, absorbing residual energy to feed themselves and to require little to no sleep.

These evolution traits meant that many moved around in packs so as to look after one another. A number had what could only be compared to buoyancy sacks that fish have to simply float around and not worry about falling. Though it was likely that they would wake up before any would hit the ground considering how far down it was.

The most common creature to have evolved is called a Meridin, they are similar in appearance to that of a reptile or serpent that slithers through the air, with fin like wings and aided by what could only be considered as wind magic. Their hunting mind set is that of scavangers and pack hunters, they also hold strong familial ties and will seek affection from one another. I feel they would make a good companion for travelling.

The most common plant is called an Aftian Bush, they cloud like in appearnce. Round and fluffy like cotton, they stay in the air using wind magic as well and have hollow branches. They grow about three metres in all directions and are home to a number of insects and small avians.

The spirits for that matter were getting along quite well, none had gotten close to an untouchable amount of power yet and most inhabited animal forms few took on bipedal forms.

As for civilisations they were only at a the level of small communities nothing larger than towns. No city states or kingdoms yet, but there were a myriad of different races on the rise. You had your typical bipedal races Humans, Orcs, Goblins, Dwarves, Elves and many others.

The interesting ones were in remote locations like the were the nautilous race that were much like there name sake, without legs, living in shells, but they had three delicate tentacles with claws at the end that they used move objects to their liking. With them they made homes out of large rocks or corals.

Anyway after giving Thessia a quick once over I set about making myself a feline body. it's about three metres long, one and a half tall, with two, two metre long tails that had rounded ends. It has blotchy shades of green all over its body, pointed ears and six legs with the extra pair towards the back.

With the body complete I find a nice empty cave and place there, then I inhabit it and my view changes. I can still feel my over bearing conciousness along with the rest of the world, but it is more like background noise than anything noticable.

I begin by standing up on my six legs and try and gain balance and learning to walk for the first time. I've decided to challange myself and not use the full the breadth of my abilities. So no godly speed, strength, magic, or omnipotance and the like unless I happen to deem them necessary.

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'Goodness this walking lark isn't easy, I've already face planted three times now.'

Having learned from the floor that I should change tactics, I decided to try giving running a go as once you get that going you pretty much set. So I staggered my way out of the cave picked a direction and threw myself that way and it seems my instincts kicked in and I easily broke into a run weaving between trees and jumping over roots, everything passing by in a blur.

The trees were massve things easily reaching 50 metres high and getting as wide as ten metres wide. They had numerous branches sticking out and I took the opportunity to climb up into them and carry running with my tails helping to keep me balanced. All this speed and grace was an exhilarating experience. I lost myself in the thrill of it all and just ran, I'm not sure of how long I ran but it was at least a week of continuos running, but I was still up for more, infact I'm certain I startled quite a few creatures as I passed by them like a storm.

With the sound of my blood pumping in my ears and the wind brushing through my plush fur I eventually came to a stop on a thick branch and sat on my haunches much like a meerkat and peered down at a pack of striped brown wolves. They were each about two metres long with varying shades of brown patterned on their fur.

Seeing them I was reminded of how many beings found hunting and fighting to be a thrilling experience, this gave me a prompt to try it out. There were seven of them in total, walking to the left of my vision in pairs with a larger one at the front. Noting this I move to a branch ahead of them and ready myself to pounce upon the back two when they draw closer.

When they are about to pass under me drop down and land three legs into the back of each wold and dig my inch long claws in. I then propel myself to the next two who are in the process of turning around and bite onto the neck of the left while swiping at the face of the right, the back are dead or dieing withh large gashes in their back, while the one in my mouth is limp and the other  has jumped away.

The front most three have now gotten into an attack position as they are spread out around me just waiting to pounce on me. The two on my side charge at me and I decided to attak the left and meet it claw for claw on our hind legs. With my four legs I over power it and push it down to its side and strike my claws against its neck opening an impressive wound. I then quickly buck my back four legs and catch the other charging wolf in the mouth which is strong enough to break its neck.

The first wolf I swiped ran off leaving behind its leader and comrades. Looking to the Alpha we begin to circle around staring each other down, it does not back down from me and without warning we charge at each other at the same time, both leaping into the air with our mouths open. We meet and I chomp down upon its snout while it rakes its claw from my right should and towards my chest. It quickly pulls back from the pain of its snout and so do I.

We begin circling again me with a slight limp and him with an eye shut and nostril torn up and dripping blood. Despite the pain I was exhilarated with what was happening and set on hunting more creatures. This time the Alpha runs at me but in a zig zag manner capitalising on my injury, as he gets closer I decide to fall on my right shoulder and roll over and swipe out with my left tearing into it from the neck down to its chest and am covered in a shower of blood in the process.

Quickly getting up and into position I wait to make sure that it is indeed dead and then relax. I then begin repairing my shoulder by weaving together my torn tissue like it was all a jigsaw leaving no marks. Injury dealt with I then go over to the Alpha and take a large chomp on its neck to see what it tastes like.

I am met with a juicy yet raw taste as I pull upon its stringy neck and its blood filling my mouth. Over come by the taste I go to chew and swallow and tuck into another mouthful and begin devouring it. About fifteen minutes later I have devoured the six wolves leaving behinf only a few bones and pieces of meat.

'Oh my me! That was scrumptous, so divine. I must have more of it, I wonder if the taste will improve with strength? This is something I must find out.'

I think all of this while I roll around in ectasy, I then get up and walk over to a crook in a nearby tree and curl up to sleep feeling a little tired.