The Threshold of New Life [Open]

He was bored, nothing much to do in the enclosed space he seemed to be forever trapped in. He knew nothing, saw darkness, and smelled absolutely awful. He had learned that the key to finding entertainment in this dark place was to focus on the strange things on his head that he could move around. He also found that he could manage some odd limbs that stuck out from his body, he wondered what those things were for. The things on his head though seemed to be able to do something, he didn't know the word for it but with them he could hear things that seemed like they were far away. He heard strange chirping, purring, barking and an odd assortment of other strange noises. He sometimes heard strange words that appeared to have meaning, for example, "Birth" and "Tree" were the more frequent words. What did they mean, he wondered.

He hated the dark encasement he was forced to live in. There was something outside of this place wasn't there? Something more, something bigger. He wanted to see it, he determined. He decided to make use of the seemingly useless limbs he had, maybe they had more of a use in the outside than the inside, he wondered. He began to thrash about inside the bulb, Out... he thought. That was the word for it wasn't it? "Out", he had heard the word from the outside before, the canine wasn't sure when but he had definitely heard of it before. He assumed that "Out" was what he wanted, "Out" was what was outside of this shell of nothingness.

He continued to thrash about, on the outside the pod rock furiously, shaking the branch along with other pods nearby. He heard a snap and something say, "Sebastian..." in a soft and motherly voice followed by a long and strange sensation of being weightless. His pod was falling out of the tree near the duo of felines that were only a few feet away of his falling. A sickening "CRACK" could be heard, but it was not the canine that was harmed, but the shell of the pod. An aperture had been created and sunlight flooded into the pup's face. he yelped in terror of the light, which harmed the newborn's eyes, and fled to a more shaded part of the pod. He waited for a few moments until he discovered that the ray of light didn't cause that painful feeling anymore. Curiosity took over, and he peeked outside.

The colorful world lay before him, a tall Kata-Hal tree stood before his pod with two strange animals not far off from it. They were strangely colored, but looked a bit similar to each other. Was he like them, he thought. The pup had no clue about his dark fur with near visible markings, his bright red eyes, and sharp joints. He wanted to go towards them, but how? He remembered the "useless" limbs that he had flailed around moments ago. He could control them a bit better now that he could see that he had paws with dark claws. He bunched his weight into his hind legs and tried to push himself off the ground in a jump. He felt himself fly up for a second and fall back down, the pod coming with him. From the outside, the pod looked humorously similar to a Jumping Bean.

He tried again, failing again. He was tired and had lost track of how many times he had jumped, losing track the first time since he knew nothing of numbers. In frustration, he gave a loud howl and a furious swipe at the aperture for teasing him of "Out's" wonders. His swipe had caused a piece of the pod to fall in and make the opening larger. He sniffed it curiously and repeated his previous action, another part of the pod had fallen in with him! He regained hope as he continued to batter what was once his cage into pieces, until he could finally climb out. He was overwhelmed with a feeling of joy when he pulled himself out with his front paws, which was replaced with frustration as his weight caused the pod to roll over and cover him once more. He gave a frustrated growl and kicked the shell with his hind leg, once again satisfied when the shell was rolled back to its original spot from the force of his kick and he was free from the cursed prison!

The canine was amazed to see the world before him, colors of green, brown, blue, yellow, and even white! What he was more interested in though, was the creatures not far from him. The limbs he had called useless, he found, were able to support his weight and carry him from place to place once he had a certain pattern in his step. He was a bit wobbly at first, unable to obtain balance, but got the hang of it for a bit and began to run towards the other creatures. He messed up though, and ended up tripping on his own paws and rolled towards the felines with a startled whimper. He laid towards the side of the felines now, "Out? Sebastian? Out?" he repeated the words he had heard of before. He wanted to know what was going on, he was certain that he was free of the pod though. Now to find out why he was in the pod in the beginning.

//ooc//that's more than 100 words right? XD My fingers are dying..