ToLastTheNight

Heir apparent. This is the very first baby from my first egg clutch between my progens. This beautiful boy set a high standard among his siblings and is near perfect color wise, in my humble opinion.

Pastimes include tilting his head cutely while his rotclaw scratches it for him, staring vacantly into the distance, and making out sloppily with his rotclaw wandering off in various directions. But he never gets lost because his rotclaw always points the way home.

His nickname is Alright, because when people meet him they usually ask "Are you alright?" To which he always replies, "Yes, I believe I am."



In addition, his mother PaperMoon, after not having seen him for some time, will often call him 'All Night' instead of his full name (as being a Tundra, she doesn't always remember him completely) so it's perfectly reasonable for him to confuse the two terms as his name.


Though he was born in Earth, he's become corrupted thanks to the parasitic rotclaw, his body and mind beginning to rot away as it feeds off of him and molds him into its perfect host to spread its infection.