(Jun 18 2015, 06:40 AM)Usui Wrote:

Her heart beat was strong with will; slow to beat its heavy beat. Echoing from within her chrysalis, she remained curled up in her crystal womb. Pink glares were seen surrounding the coconut sized sphere. Twinkling with life inside, Velamosine felt her thick limbs itch to be freed from the cold walls of Rose Quartz.

Such a day to brightly behold! Today, was the day vixen would know Origin Cave. Oblivious of the surroundings outside her chrysalis, she could hear her back pressing against the pink wall; cracking her chrysalis slowly.

Strong hind legs pushed, her back pushing harder as a result. The young girl would quickly roll into the realm of knowingly exsting. Head first, she rolled far left of her broken chrysalis that now sat distorted in peices. Vela was no where near concerned with her surrounding as she was for the pretty dazzling rocks that had snapped from her hatching. Out completely, she sat to arch her back with a frown plastered upon her white face. Little ears dipped and kissed her skull that anchored down from the chin.

Velamosine was displeased after perceiving she had shattered such a pretty thing. Birth was certainly not welcome. Not welcome if it would cost a breakage. Complete ravage, she'd think. Rose eyes squinted, adjusting. Sulking would've been great but exploring sounded better. Vela would thus widen her optics as curiosity consumed the cub. Ears now perked, she was intrigued of her birthplace. A dull purple painted the towering boulders further down. And turning her small triangular head, she spotted a pool.

No time for timidity, she raced to see the odd substance. She stepped close to the water's brink, careful not to stumble within the bed of the river. She peered dowm, glamorous eyes starring back at the bear. She smiled, delighted to see the color that seemed to give birth to her. Ignoring the fact that she had been alone, Velamosine was no timid child. Caution wasn't always necessary in her book.

It was only then she'd find her darling sister. Inches further, a shade of soft violet hued a sphere that resembled Vela's pink one. A sharp breath dismissed into an open grin. Ebony lips pulled high as the little girl rushed towards the pretty stone with admiration. She cared not of the watery substance that drenched her. Her fur kept her warm. Large paws struggled to keep up but within seconds, she perched in front of the purple chrysalis.

Sitting upright, Vela stared down at the stone that reflected the white cub herself. Gasping once more, she threw her large and thick arms over the chrysalis, absentminded to the life within it. She'd call out with quickly infused excitement, " Mine! " Claiming the jewl, she pressed her temple upon it.

ELEGANT VIXEN

"Talking looks like this."
Thinking looks like this...