"Well, dead..." Atsumori's brow furrowed and he rubbed the back of his neck. This was the Elemental Masters they were talking about, after all. They knew what they were doing, ultimately, right? "I mean, wasn't habitable by higher life forms or anything like that. Not much atmosphere. I don't know if there was a native microbiome or anything like that..."

He perked up a little. "How about Inari's Cradle? What's that like?"

The Fox huffed a little into his bubble tea straw at even the slightest hint a biome had been destroyed for what sounded like a vanity project. Fortunately he was immediately distracted by the question about home.

"OhInari'sCradleisgreat. You'dloveit. Inariyamawithit'steaplantationssurroundedbypristineforestthatwemakeourhome."

"It's terraformed forest, right? R-native flora and all that?" Atsumori was chasing a recalcitrant bubble with his straw. "Or did the Lion keep any of the native biota back when they settled?"

"Bitofboth, butmostlyR-native. Thenwe'vehaditeversincetostampFoxonit. Onlyfoursettlementswe'veeverhadthere. Don'tletthemgettoobig. Notthatdifficultwithusebeingsosmallaclanandspreadoutacrosstheplace, fromtheHomeworldtothefarthestLioncolonyworlds."

A bubble resisted . . . it was no match to Full On Foxeh.