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1778: Ant

Dahlia tried her best to not trip over while walking in the sand, being bipedal suddenly didn’t feel like much of an advantage as she felt like she was sinking in quicker than the two others. “Ey, wait up!” She said in a hoarse tone, trying to catch her breath. Ahead of her Ant was walking, having a much easier time walking in the sand but still having to get used to a new way of keeping balance for every step. ...

Dahlia had been stumbling out of her eggs only a few days prior, cold and alone and with no knowledge of the world. Her surroundings were dark walls of cement, a few blinking lights and the sound of water dripping from places in the roof. She had walked the hallways aimlessly, calling out for anyone, nibbing and biting at the smallest of pebbles in hopes to stop the pain in her stomach but without hope. The water had been rising in the facility over the past few days and loud cracks ha...

Ant stopped at the edge of the hole leading down underground, lowering his head to get a better view down below. It seemed a bunker had gone under to the pressure of the recent storm flood and opened up, it was dead quiet down there and he could barely see anything from his point of view. He had been taught to leave these old ruins behind and yet here he stood, too curious for his huge body. As he started to walk down into the ruins, the mud beneath his feet was sloppy and he used a little ex...