In the air flew a Murkrow. He had a few pointy feather on his 'hat' with tip of the said 'hat' and wings have white feathers and wore a scarf. With his feet he was holding a rather large bag for his size.

Most flying types would carry less or ask somebody to help them, but this dark/flying type, named Cloud, had a reason to do that alone and having that much at once.

His course brought him to a mountain which raised up to the clouds. Lucky for Cloud self, he didn't need to fly up that high. He just wanted to reach the forest that was by the lower half of this mountain.

However the dark/flying type felt that his wings grew tired and that he wouldn't be able to for very long. But as he spotted his destination, he decided to push himself to mobilize his last reserves.

The flight took ten more minutes but he reached the cotton house. He put the bag in his claws down and laid on his back to pant for a while.

He may have reached this place but his job wasn't done yet… he had to get the bag into the house and store the contents to their corresponding places.

Once he felt confidient that he could do it, he began to pull the bag again, opening the door and got into the house.

While a house in a village or even in a town would be better, the reason why this place was chosen to live in, was inside.

In the house were two nests, filled with eggs. These nests belonged to Cloud's two mates… a Taillow named Esmeralda and a very small Lugia called Cynthia.

The two were right now greeting Cloud and helped him to store the supplies that their mate brought home. Then they returned to the nests and made sure the eggs kept their warm.

Smiling, Cloud hopped toward them and he gave both of the girls a nuzzle.

Later, Cloud got some firewood and set on the fire place.

The three watched the fire and were snuggled together, as close it was possible with two sets of nests and eggs.

Suddenly, Esmeralda raised and walked to Clouds side, nudging him to look at their nest. Curiously he looked and Cynthia looked as well.

On the little eggs of the Taillow began cracks to form… and soon the first breaks began to break through the shells from the inside.