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Two pairs of little feet padded relentlessly across the cobblestone path. Two little breaths puffed so heavily, it was as if their little lungs were burning. Swiftly, the two little ones made a sharp turn, seeking refuge behind a massive boulder of gold, flint, and stone.
Wendy and Webber peered from the giant rock, their little eyes becoming wide at the sight of a Tallbird falling into a Lureplant trap. Its surrounding Eyeplants attacked their new prey and, in a matter of seconds, the Tallbird becomes meat (or two) for the Meat Bulb.
The two children collapsed, their backs against the large stone, and heaved a large breath. Wendy rested her head against Webber's shoulder.
"This is off character for me to say, but I am glad we evaded a tragic death."
"Yeah, us, too."
They remained in the Rockyland biome until it was near dusk, healing themselves with spider glands and feeding each other roasted carrots they had in their inventory. Once they have restored enough health and hunger, they got up and trudged the same cobblestone path.
That is, until, they spotted a nest.
Sitting on said nest is a large blue egg, its shell peppered with white spots.
"That egg represents a new life. Ugh."
"That egg could feed us for days! Let's go grab it!"
Wendy simply took the egg, seeing as it was unguarded. They continued their trek, walking alongside each other as the Constant sun began to completely set.
They arrived at camp just as nighttime started to fall. Webber threw a number of logs at the fire pit, enough to give their base an adequate amount of light.
Wendy tended to her sisturn, replacing the stale flowers with fresh ones. She found that she needed more space in her inventory, so she set down today's loot, the Tallbird egg, by the campfire.
Its shell began to crack.
The two rushed to the egg. The shell was indeed starting to break, but it was not because Wendy had dropped it by accident.
It was hatching.
"Do you know what this means, Wendy?"
"What?"
"We're his parents now."