Rumbles shook the ground, making trees whine and leaves argue with the earth. Was a large being coming? No. It was the heat. The power. The sheer majesty of the core of earth. The heat, pressure, time, and magma had spat forth a creature. A being of lava and rock. Eyes of ember, body of ash, and armor of rock. He moved a wolf, but was reptilian. By his side was another reptilian, one of his creation. A mix of quick silver and life was Corion, server of Kantorse. He had been made by the skill of Kantorse, and obeyed him undyingly. The beings trudged forth, the earth bubbling and cheering at their caress. Kantorse grolwed lowly, dipping his head so his foot long horns on the side of his head met the ground, as if he were tilling soil for farming. A reptilian purr rang in his throat, and made the world shudder. The lizard, with wolf like posture, strutted through the trees, lacing himself in a tunnel of life. Through sand and rock and time, the world spoke to him. The world welcomed him as her child.