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Obsidian was still cuddled up to him |
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Prisim gets up and goes hunting. |
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Prisim gets up and goes hunting. |
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Obsidian cuddles the hatchings keeping them close to his body |
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Prisim returns after his hunts and curls up in the nest. |
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Obsidian wakes up after awhile, he yawns and looks at Prism |
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Prisim is asleep in the nest. |
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Obsidian stood up he stretched and lowered his head to graze |
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A few months pass and Prisim roars before laying the eggs. |
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Obsidian was watching the hatchings play he perks his ears and looks at Prism |
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Sunny
