Phantom Hollow All decent predictions rhyme.

His father jerked back and the spiderling, having unknowingly nicked his nose with a rogue claw, was not ready to give up their play fight. "Rrrrr!" Venamis' pitiful growl vibrated in his chest, and he writhed around between the dark Sovereign's forelimbs to right himself up onto his belly.

He attempted to scoot closer, though Damien's snout was far out of his reach. The charcoal cub parted his lips to wail in protest, but was swiftly distracted by the tension in his jaw muscles that resulted in a wide yawn - a sudden weight of exhaustion. Being an eating, breathing and growing poop machine was hard work apparently. As sleep made his eyelids heavy, despite trying to fight it off, the little Melonii was no match for its strength and he was quickly swept away by his dreams.