POBee 208.2 - A Bee-con of Progress
“Hi, can hear?”
The Firstborn swayed midair and loss control of her mana. Instead, she focused on the wave of mana that had just hit her, very much like that of a communer’s. So, once her drones had deciphered the message, she had them respond.
“Fourth of the Seventh?”
A moment later, another surge of mana hit her.
“Wow, can hear Firstborn! Amazing, incredible!”
The Firstborn could not help but join the Fourth of the Seventh in a celebratory dance. She instinctively understood what the power of the Fourth of the Seventh’s mana she felt implied, much less the fact that the Fourth of the Seventh could now send her mana all the way through the shortcuts without the aid of a communer. The Fourth of the Seventh had evolved. Truly a cause for celebration, a great victory for the hive of hives and one of her fellow queens.
When she had finished dancing, the Firstborn took a moment to groom her antennae as she organized her thoughts. It was no surprise that the Fourth of the Seventh had been the first to succeed, the Firstborn had expected it would be either her or the First of the Fifth. And it was well-deserved, who else had innovated new ways of running and organizing hives? Who else had determined how to make the hive of hives a practical reality? What other queen would dare to scout the Beyond personally, exposing themselves to the dangers beyond the King’s realm?
The Firstborn finished her grooming and took off once more. As before, she began to concentrate her mana not within her stinger, but around the exterior of it, as the karnuq had explained to her.
The Fourth of the Seventh’s evolution was proof that she was on the right path. It demonstrated that a queen could indeed evolve by going beyond her instinctual role, changing to fit the desired focus of her hive. So, the Firstborn threw herself back into her training with no further doubts. All she needed to do now was fly forward as boldly as the Fourth of the Seventh and join her children in the task she set before them.