Today we’re focused on the subject of one such fairy named Atmosphere.
Now, we found this specimen in sector 2341, which is a tiny meadow right past the treacherous slime bog of the eastern woodlands. When we found the creature, they barely had enough roots to keep them steady and their leaves had only just begun to unfurl. Despite that, they had power gauges up in the trillions, equating that of a gargantuan horse flitter. It was completely unprecedented for a being of their magnitude, which at the time was only around 1100-1300 watts. But still. That energy left uncontained? Infinitely dangerous. They were attracting crowds of juice suckers. Yes yes, those fae did deny it, said they were just there to enjoy the music, but all of them were intoxicated beyond measure, simply from being in the presence of this strange flesh lump. We removed them from the ground for their safety, sure, but for the safety of others as well. Who knows what damage they could cause.

Their species? Uncertain. There is definitely a presence of the bug family. Something draconic. Maybe feline. But we actually can’t seem to identify where this fae came from. They appear to have just sprouted into existence spontaneously. The most that we can ascertain is that they have great influence over the realms of light and sound. Moreso than any other fae we’ve seen. They seem to have complete control over the way a space is felt. It’s almost as if they are the light and sound around them, and this being we see before us is only a concentration of that energy. Not only that, but their powers flow from them naturally, all the time, they just believe it into being. This was of course was another reason for their necessary isolation.

We wanted them to feel comfortable in their cage though, so we tried to dress it up with as many of their favorite things as we could. You know. Mirrors. Dirt. They seem pretty happy most of the time. They keep themselves entertained.

We don’t actually know how communicative they are because the Qwing is the only one who is allowed to speak to them or have any kind of interaction with them at all. Our observations only happen from a distance and only for specific intervals. They seem to talk to themselves a lot. Sometimes they throw fits, but the cage keeps them contained, and their powers don’t work inside it. But for the most part, they’re relaxed, pretty weird but well behaved. We assume they’re happy. They’ve got all they could possibly need, don’t they?