I see Trees of Green

[Akura]

It first saw Pennsylvania, seeing the star and it's orbiting planets through the rocks, it admired the beauty.

Aku'ra: ***...Sirius...home...awe, belong.?..***

It didn't stay to explore, instead it tried to take the jumphole home, resulting in it being sent to Texas. It felt the pain of the radiation, the pain of memories, humanity burning the space they inhabited, it wasn't their space to burn.

[font=Bradley Hand ITC]Aku'ra: ***...Learn...(sorrow)...pollute, destructive...(pain)...burning...***

It found a human outpost, and circled it, studying the structure, here it found another, a Junker.

Junkzilla: Oh yikes
[color=#FFFFFF]Junkzilla: I must be dreaming
Aku'ra: ***Curiosity...question.?.***
Junkzilla: Maybe it didn't notice me
Junkzilla: Act cool, it will go away
Aku'ra: ***..Harm.?...goal...***
Junkzilla: No harm, goal good
Aku'ra: ***...Confusion.?. unlike... instinct...***
Aku'ra: ***..Time...tell...***

The Junker showed no signs of hostility, offering some of his scrap as a gift, the young Morph accepted the scrap, confused at the intentions of the Morph.

Junkzilla: Take it easy, I doubt you fancy any scrap metal?
Aku'ra: ***..Question... purpose... gift.(?)...***
Junkzilla: Yes, as a gift
Junkzilla: If that makes you chill, if you can do that anyway
Aku'ra: ***...Wary... cautious...***
Junkzilla: Like it? Maybe you can even eat it
Aku'ra: ***...Pleasure...warmth...(happiness)..***
Junkzilla: That is all I can spare though, I'm too fond on the rest, no matter how scary you might be

Another arrived, a Freelancer in an Eagle, the morph felt uncomfortable, a little scared...

Aku'ra: ***...Shared...(Understanding)...***
Junkzilla: Sounds like we found a mutual love for scraps, I hope
Aku'ra: ***...Teach.. learn... scraps..***
Junkzilla: Exactly, I'm still in young shoes, what a strange day
Aku'ra: ***...Another... (fear)...***

It fled, disappearing into the scrap, further into Texas.