◜ . the circle of life ┊ hatching . ◞

[wormwood.]

i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck

with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest

One of the several tanglers that had taken it upon themselves to watch over the egg was Aurum, a member of the swamp-dwelling group that was damn near famous for his ability to Dad over anyone. When the egg had initially been found, Aurum had sort of played hero while Crowley panicked over what the hell he was supposed to do with an egg. Both Aurum and Melantha – along with a slightly awkward Crowley – had brought the egg to the main camp, and Aurum had made it a sort of habit to occasionally visit, granting the egg warmth and company. Occasionally he would talk to it, the egg nestled against his belly as he just sort of babbled to it, telling it about his day and trying to teach it stuff. He was sure that a few people thought he was crazy for doing such a thing, but he didn't really care, and he occasionally even brought Roy along so that the tiger could help out. He had been on the way for one of these visits when he noticed the egg shaking, and suddenly it had rolled onto its side. His eye lit up excitedly, and he trotted over a bit more quickly, gently brushing his nose against the surface of the egg before calling out, "Hey, guys! That egg we found is finally hatching!" He wasn't sure who exactly he was calling out to, but he knew at least Melantha and Crowley knew what he was talking about, along with a few others. He was watching the egg excitedly, wondering what would end up emerging from it.

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