One by one, each ball of soft fluffy fur came into the world. Each just as adorable and unique as the last. Then came the one that would set themselves apart from all the rest. A child born from nightmares and dreamscapes. A near perfect mixture of gold and onyx slid from his mother, eyes still shut tight from the world around him. Ears were tucked tight against his head. But his nose was going a hundred miles and hour, teaching him his first lesson in life. It was time to find food and security.

Little Alric found the tiny strength he had to start crawling his way towards his mother, a voice high pitched as he screamed his way towards her like a great storm. And as soon as he found her, and what would be food, the chimeric child latched on and began to suckle. The warm liquid flowed down his throat, filling his belly until he was completely content. That was when the screams became content and somewhat peaceful little grunts as he began to fall asleep. A job well done for such a small yet mighty creature.