Sun Mote Copse I crave star damage

With the clap of a thunder Eljay awakened. He didn't actually hear the call for him; he just noticed that Wiffle wasn't beside him and that struck fear into his heart. The thunder outside didn't help any. Eljay swiftly exited the den that Wiffle had found not long ago for the birthing. It could be any moment now, though he thought it'd be another few days.

With a knot in his stomach he ran out of the den. The rain was a lot less worse than he figured it'd be. WIFFLE! he shouted, probably louder than anyone had ever heard him shout; if his voice could reach over the thunder.

Eventually he saw a red ball in the rain. Relief and worry mingled as he dashed towards her. Eljay didn't realise yet that they had company; he was so focused on Wiffle's wellbeing that he had no clue. Wiffle! Why are you out here? he said, sounding confused and in a panic.