ORIGIN

More red Heartbeats came to his senses, flooding him with the great pulse of the one just under his tiny, frail body. The others... The others were far, far down bellow, pulsing with quick beats, nervous or simply young and not yet grown into a strong beat of their own. He focused down at them, shifting slowly and carefully so that he was a bit more secure.

As the Heartbeats drew closer, and the raptor bowed her head, the young fruit bat could pick them all out. The tiniest and closest, and two small but stronger beats behind that. One spoke, a nervous laugh. He tilted his head, straining to hear with his twitching, rounded ears. Who was this? And what of the other behind him?

The dinosaur spoke, a great, loud voice under him, and he clung tightly to her head as she did. He was glad she had thick skin and hadn't, hopefully, paid much attention to him... But another part of him was panicking. He had to get away. Had to fly up to safety, far away from the predators around him. He shivered and kept quiet, silently listening. He had to know what was going on. Perhaps Dark would enjoy this scene once he had survived it.

If he survived it.




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