Tendrils of yellow echoed through his mind, painting delicate images of the world outside, the dark, star filled sky he would see for the rest of his life, and the dull, dusty ground he would be spending cycles walking upon, familiarizing himself with every crevice, every single climbable surface. Excitement rushed through his mind, forcing away the images in a bright flash of white, creating a yellow hued background for his thoughts to frolic. It would be soon! He would be able to claim the ground as his own! Face the fiercest of foes on his own! His name would be known for cycles to come!

Silently, he felt his paws curl at the thought, delighted at the thrumming of his instincts in his chest, telling him that his time was soon! Oh he couldn't wait to see everything for his own eyes!

Experimentally, a fore paw touched lightly against the smooth surface of the chrysalis's inner walls, feeling the familiar images return to his mind, the stars joined by streaks of gold, black, and white, dancing in an intricate dance that would remain for cycles to come. The images moved fleetingly through his mind, a sharp pang in his chest forcing the paw on the chrysalis's walls to push, testing the resistance.

His time was here! Claws curled from their places in his paws, scraping harmlessly against the citrine surface as he pushed with any bit of strength he could muster. He wanted out

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The strength drained from his limbs quickly, the smooth wall refusing to budge, even with his insistent motions. With bared teeth, the kit leaned back in the warmth of his chrysalis, watching as the colors of his home flooded over him, an attempt to calm him, to allow his muscles to relax for another try.

"Speech"
"Thought"

@Bartos

Bartos was getting a lot better at using his gem sense to find shiny rocks. Sometimes he managed to hunt down some real nice treasures, and other times they were duds - just a small sliver of a gem, or an angry cave rat hiding in a hole. Sometimes, he got REAL lucky and found something huge. This must have been a chrysalis - he didn't know what kind it was. The creature inside couldn't have been too huge, thankfully, but Bartos still had no clue what it could be. He was drawn back to memories of Faelon - he always was - but shrugged it off. The cat had spent a good few minutes sniffing around the chrysalis when it gave a sudden thump.

Whatever it was, it was trying to get out. Bartos puffed up and jumped back, wide-eyed. "Hello? Can you get out?" He asked tentatively, edging closer with a twitch of his tail. The boy sniffed the chrysalis and pawed at it, wondering if the beast inside was stuck. Bartos could help, but a part of him was loathe to shatter such a lovely stone.

@Chernobyl