Within a very small, bright pink chrysalis, a little creature dwells. Among the singing of the lessers, Rat stirs. Something inside has suddenly connected all into place, the small thing's eyes opening within the wetness of the pink stone. One blue, one red - though invisible at this point in time. The liquid does not sting Rat's eyes, though regardless he begins to thrash.

Piece by piece, the gemstone begins to crackle. Small divots appearing on its surface - until light comes through. And then everything falls apart, making way for a little black-and-white ball of fur to fall out of the middle. The little guy stands on fresh, wobbly legs. Shakes off the wet from the chrysalis all over.

Eventually he looks around. What now?