She moved through the caves with a purposeful slowness, grazing on the tough weeds and mosses as she went. It was a rather tasteless bounty furthered by the lack of variety and length of time for which she'd been eating it. In other words, same shit different day for far too long. With the life of an outcast food had always been scarce, she was usually partially underweight, but it had always been varied.

Eating had become one of those tasks to merely fill her day with, more so than ever before. The end of the world was excruciatingly boring, particularly when limited to underground pathways, so she found herself trying to lengthen her meal periods to waste even more time, all the while waiting, waiting, waiting.

Where is Mesec?

She sighed audibly, her head lifting just in time to catch a flicker of movement to her side. It was the smallest of shadows that twitched from the glow of the mushrooms, but one that was a welcome respite to dull activities of chewing cardboard. As she chewed Ampere watched the pale stallion. He continued to move back and forth, either perpetrating a bizarre dance or gathering things and depositing them in once place. Horse watching had become one of the better activities here in the caves and this particular individual proved entertaining, if only because he was different. Most everyone else was sleeping, eating, drinking, sobbing, or fucking.

Intrigued Ampere set her eating path towards him and at a faster speed, trying to be nonchalant so as not to disrupt him and alter his behavior. Soon enough she was close enough to spy his collection, where upon she abruptly choked and coughed on her fodder. An egg! her mind gasped, her feathers instantly ruffling across her back. Surely seen by now and not intending to hide any further Ampere stepped into the mushrooms' glow, her features stern, if not sad.
"Where did you get this?" she demanded, hostility coloring her voice. She glanced at the doomed egg, her gaze forlorn.

He was but one stallion though, she could easily kick his ass and take the precious thing from him. To what end? she wondered, knowing nothing could be kept secret or hidden here when so many lived together, and she would not risk raising it outside the cave. Besides, she needed her strength for the wraiths. Fuck!

"Are you so greedy as to steal from a mother?!" her anger at this predicament was unleashed upon him, her gaze whipping through the dark like lightning cutting through a storm. She regarded him balefully, her teeth on edge. "With so little to go around you think you can properly care for this soul? We can't even protect ourselves! Look at what's happening to us!" She scoffed, but began to settle, her anger as quick to end as it is to start.

Her attention drifted back towards the unborn creature, her voice softening. "Poor thing," she whispered, "all cold and destined for slavery... what a miserable life." She sighed. "You have to keep it warm. A nest only holds it, your body heats it. Why do you think birds sit on their eggs? Certainly not because their asses are clean."