Mellan

The proud parents of two twins looked down, mildly perplexed towards the pups. One, a lovely pelted male but.. a grunt? And the other, a pelt of pure darkness, as though the very shadows themselves had cloaked itself around this pup.

They jumped suddenly at a sound at the door. Someone pounding on it. Knock knock. Sharing an apprehensive look towards one another, they got up to slowly answer it, finding nothing. Confused, they went so far as to go around their home, looking for the one who had knocked, even asking one of the tribe members, who looked confused and informed no one had been at their door at all. After a few moments more, they went back to their pups.

Surprised at what they found, the looked down at the tiny little grunt that now had a unicorn horn now pasted upon its forehead. Though they had no idea where it came from, it was a rather adorable, and a cute treat for them none the less.