"You came early into this world, cold and motionless. A small, feeble thing, life escaped you with every laborious breath. You made no sound, and your heartbeat was so weak it would never break the silence that engulfed that den. A monsoon was to come, as if the heavens cried your untimely departure from the sanctity of your mother's womb. Thunders roared and split the sky open, while our hearts were filled with sorrow, upon hearing the news.

But your mother was stubborn. She refused to mourn that which she had longed for so dearly. She forbid herself from crying, unless it was tears of joy along your life filled howls. Nudging your frigid body to nurse was not enough, and with care she picked you in her jaws, and ran.

We all thought she had gone mad with grief, the pouring rain and bonechilling cold would certainly take what little life you had been blessed with. But, in my heart of hearts, I trusted my daughter - I believed a mother's instinct could beat even death.

She took you into mount Aeres, and pledged to the skies. Lightning crashed all over the land, and the darkest clouds swallowed the peak. The winds howled in rage, and I dared not get any closer, I could barely keep my eyes open to behold a miracle.

In the blink of an eye, the skies went silent. The winds settled, the rain eased. And a lively cry echoed against the rocks: you had stolen the thunder's roar.

The storm is your birthright, Set."

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Nice pups sired:

x35 Piebald: Uneven, 1x Pyrope, 14x Losna, 1x Deaf, 2x Iridium, 1x Iron, x1 Hornfels, 1x Moonlight, 1x Slate, 1x Seal, 2x Blueschist 1x Realgar, 1x Bronze

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