In the wide open of one of the smallest caves, a chrysalis lay. It was bright pink and had many sharp points and ridges. The being that lay in side was eager to be out and to learn of the vast world around it, but instead it waited with a patience that was far from tested.

Nor would it be as a crack broke across the gems surface, allowing the escape of what lay inside. Using its front legs to pull itself up. It had been meditating in the chrysalis for sometime, thinking about what life would be like. What it had hatched into was somewhat less than pleasant than it expected but it had hope that things would soon take a turn for the better and faced the dark dreary caves around it with a smile.

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Canis was as dry and dusty as ever. It was any wonder that life survived, thrived, and continued here. Not that the inhabits minded, but that was the weird thing. So many gembounds called this place home. All of the Bonebound did... Except for one.

There was a reason why no one knew where the strange, half-starved hybrid was. She didn't want to be found. She kept to the dark, esoteric parts of Canis, her fur coated in dust. Those who called her family rarely called her at all these days and that was fine. She was safe as long as she was in Canis. Safe didn't mean happy, though. Survival was more important than being content, and so, unfortunately, things stayed as they were.

For now, Ashtoreth was lost in the struggle of hunting. The rats had known her since she was a child, and they were still stronger and faster than her. She outsized them now, and while that should have made for easy killing, it mostly meant that the rats could hide in their holes to avoid being eaten.

A noise.

The silent hunter perked up from the sound, her attention drawn away from the hunting of lazy cave rats in their hiding holes. Slowly, the mustelid hybrid's lips pulled back into a silent hiss, copper eyes burning to find the source of the sound. A matted tail swished behind her and her muscles sprung into action, her body bouncing between patched cleared of bone. It wasn't long before she had found the source of the sound-- a hatching chrysalis.

Black and white wings spread in warning like flags slowly tucked behind her. With a huff, the slim, small adult's posture relaxed and she put on a rather pitiful smile for the newborn. She had no way of saying hello besides magic, and she didn't really feel like bothering. This one reminded her of something she couldn't quite place, but she hardly feared a newborn.

Setting her gaze firmly on the primate's bright colored face, she stepped forward, sniffing softly. As long as the creature did not flinch away, she came right up to it, attempting to groom the babe with a splotched tongue.

Welcome to the world, little one.

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