◜ . the circle of life ┊ hatching . ◞

It's a wonder as to how the rather large egg managed to survive after days of being left alone with no mother to care for it. What was even more of a mystery was how its assumed siblings had either hatched before it or... had unfortunately met death before they could even begin life. Whatever happened, the egg had been the sole being left by itself in the territory's swamp. It had been brought back to the clan's camp where a few individuals had taken it upon themselves to look after it and incubate it.

Now, a few days later, the egg began to wiggle in its makeshift next. It even rolled to the side, and it was obvious that the egg had survived. A small crack suddenly split onto the egg's surface, a clear indicator that the time had come. It was now just a matter of the creature inside of the shell breaking free into the world. Perhaps Tanglewood was not where it was originally meant to be born, but it would turn out to be the first home that it would ever know.