The egg appeared out of thin air, rolling along the ground until stopped by a fern. Hidden within the foliage, with large leaves draped over its matching hues, the forming creature within was safe. Time went on and nothing changed outwardly. Inwardly tiny scales, toes, strands of fur, and feathers developed. Finally at long last the day came for the little one inside to break out of his shell. The egg wobbled about, a small crack forming. Within the tiny wolf's head budded his confinement until finally with a soft crack his head popped into the world. Light flooded in and he quickly ducked back into the safety of his egg. He had heard the sounds around him but had never seen the world's blinding beauty. Slowly this time he lifted the shell to peak out. His eyes attempted to adjust. The world was blurry for someone so young.
