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Cold.

That was the first thing he remembered when he first opened his eyes. It was cold, the air he breathed it was the proof of it, since it came out as a steamy cloud, making his whole body shiver in response. The creature blinked several times before it's eyes started to adjust to the dim light of the night. The cold feeling soon subdued as his fur quickly grew, covering his once fur-less body, warming him up.

He was still frightened, terrified. Everywhere he looked saw nothing but darkness, hearing the howling and growling of predators a hundred times bigger than him. He panicky looked for shelter, for something, someone that could help him. Protect him.

And that's when he looked up, seeing the starred sky. A sky clear of any clouds, his eyes fixing on the beautiful masterpiece that it was being displayed above him. The creature didn't know how much time he had spent staring at it, inspecting each and every small star that his eyes could spot, sometimes giving it names, other t