Pale golden orbs observed the digital shift from the warm colors of the day cycle to the cool colors of the night cycle, silently admiring the shades and hues of the transition and the twinkle of stars in the night. It was honestly pretty astounding. If it wasn’t for her knowing she was in a game, Wolf could see how one could misinterpret this as reality. And sometimes, the hybrid wished she had the ability to get so lost in a game that you forget about the real life. Hell. If someone paid her to play the game all the time, she would do it in a heart beat. Yet, real life was always there and always first foremost.

However, just as the player and her companion started to settle in for the night. It seemed that already, things were happening. A sudden shrill of noises cut through the still chilly air, wolf ears perched forward as her gaze searched for the source of the sound. For a minute or two, there was silence. Brows scrunched, grumbling as she got to her feet and brushed off the dried debris the stuck to her. Another shrill of sounds filled her hears, Wolf quick to find movement in the near distance. Several shadow figures moved about, a tussle of some sort before a single figured darted off and another one chased after it. “Hmmm… Let’s go check it out.”

By the time Wolf and Nishari made it to the scene, the two animalistic figures had been long gone. Play golden orbs too in their surroundings, a frown formed along her lips. Before her, broken shell fragments scattered everywhere. It was hard to identify how many eggs were originally laid. “That’s unfortunate,” the wolf human woman spoke softly, feeling kind of guilty about it. After all, she was there to help protect them after all. Sighing to herself, she moved through the battlefield softly scooting some of the piles to see if there was anything left behind.

“I think this one is okay,” the soft voice of her umbreon called out, head tilted to a single egg half covered by a disassembled nest. Wolf moved to her swiftly, kneeling down to uncover the egg. Surprisingly, the egg seemed intact. Her gingerly assisted it, brushing her hand gently over the surface for cracks or damage to the shell. But luckily, there was nothing. She let out a sigh. “Well.... At least one made it.” Her gaze looked over the area, pulling some of the next back together to form a protective bowl for the egg to sit in. And once seemingly good, the player placed the egg back in the makeshift nest. “Let’s wait here for the parent to show up. Then, we can look to see if anyone else needs help.” The umbreon let out a long meow in response.

Nodding, mostly to herself, Wolf took in another deep breath and sat down next to the egg. Her umbreon moved to curl up next other her, but set of eyes looking out for either a predator or parent. Little did they know, the parent has already giving up on the poor soul and wasn’t planning on returning anytime soon.