Sep 17 2018, 02:24 PM
The little cub mewled.
His eyes were wet and tired, and he lay curled up in the shattered remains of his chrysalis. The light green shards gleamed around him and on his pelt, matching the large chunk of gemstone on his chest.
His tail twitched, and his throat ached. It had been a long conversation, one held with a Gemling that had hatched at the same time. But now that Gemling - his twin, even if they didn't share blood - was gone, and he was tired. So he rested, not yet knowing the dangers of the Caves.
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