As the light on the horizon grew, Starkad was able to notice shapes below him take clarity, and vivid colors come to life. Jagged mountain peaks could be seen miles away on the horizon, illuminated by the flickering light of the rising sun. Lush vegetation and thick jungle stretched for miles on every side of them, with several holes in the canopy where lakes and rivers lay. Starkad not only could feel the breeze pass him, but he could see it ride upon the tops of trees as is flowed.
After what seemed like an eternity, the rays of the sun rose over the mountain. The light that was radiated turned the dull landscape into a vibrant portrait of beauty. Colors from throughout the spectrum filled Starkad’s eyes as he took in the beauty like a breath of fresh air, and felt completely at peace. No danger could be seen; it was time to return to the colony.
Starkad began to gently drift back towards the colonies location. The breeze was in his favor, so his usual slow-paced movement was nearly doubled. Starkad was grateful for this small fortune. Helium filled sacs supporting his heavy organic carapace were hardly enough to keep him afloat, much less aid in any method of propulsion. He was able to assist his movement with a weak telekinesis to manipulate the air around his body, but this was not extremely effective and Starkad feared few things more than a strong wind.
As the sun began to inch its way into the heavens, Starkad could feel his calm mind begin to stir with the thoughts of his brothers and sisters. They had spent the night huddling close to the colony, burrowed within the creep to draw nutrients from its rich structure. Their minds were stirring and clamoring, but none had emerged from their dens.
Starkad could see the clearing that the colony lay in. It was easily distinguishable from the surrounding jungle due to the dying foliage which lay around its circumference, signaling the spreading of creep. Creep was the life-blood of the Swarm, selflessly expanding across inhospitable terrain to pave the way for the colony to survive. Each structure that drew sustenance from the creep formed the other vitals which allowed for the budding colony to expand and thrive. The structures of the colony all came together to form one creature, merely different parts of a greater, unified whole.
Starkad ebbed over the tree line and was able to view the colony in its entirety. As evident by the decaying plants, thick purple creep blanketed the clearing in all directions, shimmering in the rising sunlight. Small deformities could be seen along its surface, and Starkad reaching out with his mind could identify the minds of his fellow brothers and sisters, huddled tightly within their protective blanket.
The colony was relatively small; only several structures rose of the organic purple mass. A spawning pool sat awkwardly on a small hill, a crater-shaped structure lined with spines along its edges, churning and pulsing with green ooze that gave of a deliciously pungent odor. Portions of this liquid spilled over as its heart beat strongly, and the creep that it splashed upon absorbed it instantly, growing in size. A roach warren also stood firmly on the creep. While this structure did not pulsate like the spawning pool, it too shifted as it breathed. The carapace that it was encased in was much stronger than that of the spawning pool, and was dull even in the light of the morning sun. Large spines rose off it at several angles, pushed through the armored hide as a source of additional armor and intimidation.