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This cave thing was really starting to get a little old.

Lagan couldn't wait to get out of the stupid dark hole. He promised himself he'd never go in another cave again. Not even to sleep. He'd decided that caves were the absolute worst, and if he had he power to do so he would physically demolish every cave in existence. Caves were dark, scary, and being stuck in one meant very little food and no light. He was constantly wide eyed, trying to see. He promised himself that he'd never take seeing for granted ever again, because boy did he miss it. 

It seemed to be just another day in the cave, Lagan was sleeping next to Eljay and taking a break from his little siblings. As much as he loved them and wanted to be there for them, they were also pretty tiring.  Constantly playing on top of him and such, so it was nice to nap with someone who didn't try and eat his feet and wiener *cough cough Teehee*. But his nap was interrupted by a soft whining sound, a sad sound. Lagan hated sadness, so he had to get up and investigate. He stood slowly and looked around the cave to the best of his ability, and saw his mom, crying.

Mommy why are you crying? He said with a yawn, walking over to her and rubbing into her pelt. That's when he looked down and saw the limp body of Oriole. His wagging tail dropped like a rock, and tears came to his eyes. He hadn't gotten to play with Oriole as much as he had the other firebirds, but he still loved him just the same. And now he was gone. How many of his family members would die this stupid winter? He pressed himself into his mom's side, sniffling in his tears. 

I'm sorry mommy. He whimpered sadly, sinking into his mom's fur.