ORIGIN - Whether 'tis nobler to suffer

Astaroth yawned, he knew not how long he had been in this half sleep, he knew it was longer than intended though, he was starving and his limbs protested as he brought himself to standing with a grunt, he noticed a change, his limbs felt longer, he was taller and stronger than before, he could hear, smell, and see everything around him keener than ever, his nails clicked on the rough stone of the structure around him, he remarked at how similar it was to having emerged in the first place, i was strange and unusual yet nostalgic in a way. He started going through his memories, one by one tracing those few scars he had gotten over his cycles, pressing down on the paw he had gotten so used to being in pain so often. He remarked on how foolish he had been as a pup, picking fights with everybody he could if he thought there would be no consequences. He called out then, hoping that maybe another gembound would be around in the surrounding darkness. "Hello?!" He called out, he longed to hear the voice of another of his kind after his long meditation.
"Speaking."
Thoughts.
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Cuan had been wandering, and wandering, and wandering some more when she came across a voice. "Hi? are you speaking to me?" Cuan asked aloud. She spotted some bones. the bones where a bit pretty, although Cuan really shoud not be getting this off-topic, she inspects a bone anyways, and after inspecting said bone, which was probably a skull at some point, she moved closer to the sound of the voice, seeing a black canine.

Astaroth perked his ears at the sound of the voice, being glad that another gem was around, "I am speaking to anyone in the area so since you are in the area yes, I am speaking to you." He slowly turned to see another wolf, he was excited to see another of his kind, the only other he had met was Kin-Kin, he wondered how she was doing. "Have you seen a certain cat recently? Goes by the name of Bartos. I have been meditating for quite a while now it seems as I was a pup before I began, he is likely the only one who can definitively tell me my current age. Now my name is Astaroth, what is yours?"
"Speaking."
Thoughts.
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"No, I have no seen a cat that goes by Bartos. My name is Cuanakrys, or Cuan for short. Nice to meet you, Astaroth." Cuanakrys replied, ears perking. She had seen a few other wolves before, but Cuan was never all that good at remembering names outside of the other gembound's vicinity, partially due to the fact that she had a bad memory aside from her fictional stories. She could tell those for hours. Cuan had an idea, but waited for a reply at the same time.

@Astaroth