It doesn't matter if you start with an egg, just add some patience, then some care, and finally pour a lot of love, and you will get a furry one!
The Lomor tribe had not welcomed new life for hundreds of years, until one day, a strange light spot lit up in the 'Light Weaving Pattern', flickering faintly.
Freshman Lowmore? Impossible.
The existing Lomors all shook their heads in denial.
Every cub that is lucky enough to be born will be protected and cared for by all adult Lomores. This is an instinct engraved in the bones.
No Lomoor would leave an extremely precious egg that contains the hope of the race, or a cub with no ability to protect itself, in a dangerous and isolated situation!
But when all possibilities were eliminated one by one, only the most unlikely answer remained - eggs.
This is a unique egg.
Wanting it to be 'born' is like expecting a flower to bloom from a stone.
But if that's what it wants, Lowmore will always get it.
When the final obstacle is overcome, you will witness with your own eyes the butterfly bursting out of its shell.
Intention: Growth is breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly