When the kyanite chrysalis split apart and broke with a resounding CRACK, Aster had not been aware of it. She had been in a peaceful slumber, eyes shut and curled in the comfortable, warm darkness of her chrysalis, and she only came to notice that this changed when she hit the ground and felt ice cold air on her back.

Her chrysalis had been situated right at the base of the Tower, nesting comfortably in a crook between the wall and the staircase. Aster had fallen out and found herself right at the bottom of the stairs, staring upwards. And staring some more.

For a long time, the puppy did not move. Velvet-black fur was wet and clinging to her skin, her ears quietly pinned to her skull and her blue eyes staring up at the tower. She remained curled up into herself, as she had been in her chrysalis, and only stared in silence.

There were no real thoughts; no emotions linked with the events that just transpired and no real worry about what to do next. Instead, she watched and her eyes drank every detail of the inside of the tower before the borzoi slowly pushed herself up on stilted legs, shakily exiting the tower to stare outside.

Khloros left him at the entrance of the Tower, the elder one had been kind to him and he was grateful for that, but now he faced another problem one that he wasn't sure how to deal with in his few hours of life. The young boy racked his brain trying to come up with a solution as to how he was navigate the world. What had the elder one said? "There are... magics that can allow you to see in a different way, perhaps." Magic? where was he suppose to find that? He couldn't go gallivanting around, there was bound to be an easier way. Maybe within himself? Going still the young boy let his mind wander for a moment he thought he felt his body go cold but the experience was fleeting. He released a slow breath and called out, hating that the elder one was correct. " Hello, is- is anyone there? I can't see."

@Aster

Although the other puppy had been-- well, right there, Aster did not notice him until he spoke. Her dark eyes snapped towards him with some quiet alarm, slick ears flicking briefly in thought. She would have drawn the conclusion that they were one in the same-- the same fur, the same body, the same legs, the same face --if she had any sort of idea what she herself looked like.

Alas, she did not.

Instead, the borzoi stood in silence for a time, wracking her mind for words. She thought over the words that had already been said, one at a time. Hello. The dog's mouth opened slightly, hanging agape. Is anyone there?

"... hello," she finally parroted, the word tumbling off her tongue a little unnaturally. She wasn't entirely sure how she was supposed to answer the rest, however-- taking another few moments to think it over.

"I'm here," she said quietly, choosing her words-- yes, all two of them --very carefully.

I can't see. This one had drawn the puppy to a complete blank. Slowly, Aster stepped forward and quietly nosed at Vasili, hesitant at first, before planting her entire crooked muzzle entirely into his fur-- if he didn't pull away first, that is.

She saw something. A fleeting image just in front of her eyes, though it was difficult to make out. Like a shadow darting out away from her. She pulled her muzzle away at once and shook out her ragged fur, croaking quietly before finally speaking again. "Why?"

@Vasili