The breathing of the injured titan slowed ever closer to a halt. For an instant Rodendramon's body flickered, as the pool of Petrichor spread farther from the wound.
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	[i]I forgot it rained that day.[/i]

	A spring drizzle came and went in the old growth forest where two small children were playing. One stumbled over the dewy moss, prompting the other to offer a hand of support. A sudden breeze, followed by a sparkling in the distance caught their attention, causing them to raise their heads simultaneously. One began to laugh, and ran off to the source of the light, the other following close behind.

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	[i]Do you remember the day we first met?[/i]

	Soil slid from a loamy hole in the ground as a large being walked by. The large cone like chasm underground was bustling with shaggy furred Digimon, digging at the walls, passing food around, or changing spots for various other duties. There were hundreds, if not thousands, of Shrewmon within the colony, and all were milling about in one of the main rooms and central passages. All save one- for this Shrewmon felt something in the air. He wasn't sure if it was a scent or a sound, but something was different, and it was calling to him.
	The curious Shrewmon nosed his way out of the short tunnel in which he slept, and passed one of his brethren who was holding a Togarimon Egg precariously in his paws, waddling slightly as he took it towards a warmer room. Heading towards the streams of light that poured from the various holes in the underground dirt mound's roof, he passed a crew of Shrewmon who mournfully patched a tunnel back into the wall, tapping the back-fill with their tails to prevent a collapse of the wall.
	In the distance, a subtly buzzing began to rise.