Life is a beautiful thing. Just like a crystal but this is no ordinary Crystal in his huge crystal was a snow colored cub. She has never seen light she forgot how long she has been in this darkness. She Felt something against he fluffy fur she didn't like this cold feeling. se clawed it and pushed it. She didn't see the cracks she made sooner than she new her world changed. As her beautiful red eye's looked around in the dome shaped area with two blocks at the back and two on the left and two on the right and a big opening in the front of her. She falls out of her crystal and lands on her paws. As se tries to walk she stumbles a few time's soon she starts to get it and starts walking around the dome area her walking turns into running


@Aristotle

Ari

Hope is but a waking dream

The large golden and cream colored lion walked proudly through the forests of Eridanus. His large paws carried him at a leisurely pace. He was in no hurry, rather he was out exploring and looking for more gems that possibly had magic in them. Taking a deep breathe the lion inhaled the scents around him. He filled his lungs checking to see if anyone was nearby and if he needed to be concerned with it. Finding nothing other than some prey animals nearby the lion gave a wave of his slender tufted tail.

For a moment the lion halted his travels. Perking his ears he listened to everything around him. Taking a deep breath the lion centered himself. Digging deep inside he felt for the veil that hid his magic within his gem, and he tugged pulling out a web of magic. The lion focused casting out the net in his mind he felt for that hole or spark in his web that told him there was magic happening. He was specifically looking for more gems containing magic. However instead of the hole a magic filled gem usually left in his web, he felt a spark. He knew what this meant having felt it once before. There was a gembound hatching nearby.

The lion took off at fast lope his speed causing small branches to slap across his legs. Keen ears caught the sound of stone breaking as he came upon a strange arrangements of stones that seemed to create a sort of lean to. Inside he found a brilliant deep blue chrysalis with a young white wolf cub laying in a puddle of fluid. ”Hello young one, welcome to the world.” The lion greeted the cub in a soft warm voice.