The felines first thoughts were of bones. Bones and
warmth. The warmth came from the chrysalis he remained encased inside. The bones, well, he wasn't sure where. Inside his aquamarine stone, the hybrid was essentially asleep. His eyes closed, mouth slightly open as if he were breathing. His body was still, frozen in place with the thick fluid inside. His long tail curled up in between his legs and came up close to his face with his wings held tightly against his fragile body. His paws were curled in together, nearly touching at his chest. With his head tilted down, it made for a slightly ominous shadow in the chrysalis from the outside.
Carni was a peaceful sleeper, that was for sure. He hardly woke at all when he felt the contact from the being next to him vanish and become cold as the being was flushed from their home with the warmth in tow. His eye's weren't open, but he was stirring inside his chrysalis, but hardly enough to be seen. The warmth returned barely, in another place, but the pressure seemed to do more bad than good, causing the aquamarine stone to crack and then break, spilling the kitten out onto the floor into the cold, ghastly tunnel.
He woke with a fire in his lungs. Red eyes shot open as he scrambled to stand, his body taking the natural feline scared pose, body nearly curling in on itself with his tail between his adversary and himself. He began to cough and hack then, ridding his lungs of the fluid and at the same time gasping at air. As his vision settled, as well as his breathing, he noticed another being.
Brother. He felt familiar to him, as if he'd known him forever.
The fluid from his chrysalis left the young boy drenched, his rosy
complexion shining through his pristine white fur that was slicked to his body. His pose relaxed slowly and he looked towards his brother, tilting his head. Whereas it seemed his brother had found his voice, Carni hadn't yet had the idea.
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