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Prisim is still sitting on the other egg but he gets off of it for a few minutes and breeds obsidian. |
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Obsidians feathers ruffle as prims breeds him |
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Prisim nips obsidian lightly then goes and sits back on the egg. |
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Obsidian watched and sat down like a dog |
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Prisim watches the young hybrid romp and play he is adorable and prisim wondered about a name for him. |
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Prisim feels the egg under him shake and he lifts himself high enough to see cracks appear. "Obsidian prisim called the other egg is hatching." prisim calls to obsidian. |
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Obsidian perks his ears and walks over to watch it |
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Prisim watches as the white hybrid emerges from the egg providing the other hybrid with a play mate. |
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obsidian smiles as he watched the two |
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Sunny
