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Part 1
Chapter 2
The leopard seal, who goes by the name of Rojas, looked at his prize. With a smile, he turned his attention to the egg's rightful owner, who was out cold. The adelies were trying to wake him.
Gently and with great care, Rojas transferred the egg from his flipper to his massive bone crushing jaws. Awkwardly, but very carefully, he left the colony, beginning the long and exhausting journey home.
He knew he had to keep the egg warm or the chick inside will die and this whole trip would have been in vain. Luckily, his hot breath was enough to keep the egg alive.
As night approached, he stopped to rest. His jaw muscles needed a break so he rolled onto his back and gently placed the egg on his chest. He covered it in his flippers, softly pressing it against his warm body.
He layed his head down on the ice, exposing his spotted throat. Unlike most other animals, he's comfortable in this vulnerable position. He knows that his species is practically the top predator here. Only danger he knows is the orca, or killer whale as it's better known. But they're in the ocean, which is some 60 miles away. Thoroughly enjoying his top status of the Antarctic, he fell into a deep, relaxing slumber.
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Mumble snapped his eyes open. He was surrounded by his friends and some other Emperors. His head ached and his body felt as though he swam full speed into an ice berg. He moaned.
"You okay, mi amigo?" Ramon asked. Mumble sat up and rubbed his head.
"I just had this terrible dream. A leopard seal came and took my egg." he explained. The Emperors fidgetted nervously. However, the adelies were far from nervous. They just told him straight out.
"It wasn't a dream, Fluffy."
The shock was too much for Mumble and he fainted again.
"What's wrong with him?" Raul asked. The others shrugged as the Emperors shook their heads.
...
Rojas woke up. He yawned and checked on the egg. Good. It was still alive and warm under his flipper. He smiled in satisfactory as he layed his head back down. This is easier than he thought.
He relaxed a little longer and then took the egg back in his jaws and turned over, righting himself. He continued his trek.
Rojas kept going until until he smelled something in the air. He paused and sniffed deeply. For a split second, he experienced mild rush of adrenaline, almost like a falling feeling, but he wasn't falling. Something frightened him.
A storm was coming. He paused. He knew simply covering the egg is not going to cut it. And he himself needed warmth.
Coming up with a solution, he placed the egg on his left flipper and carefully, trying not to break the egg, covered it against his body. With his jaws and free flipper, he started digging. He clawed and bit at the ice quickly, trying to finish before the storm arrived.
Soon, his endless labor payed off. A burrow was made, big enough for him to rest in comfortably. He took the egg in his mouth and looked out the entrance.
He had finished just in time. The blizzard began. He immediatly backed into his roomy shelter. He smiled before he took the egg into a flipper and lightly moved it under him. He was careful not to put too much weight on it.
Rojas thanked his sense of smell. Without it, he wouldn't have known about the incoming storm in time to make refuge.
He backed away from the entrance as far as he could and settle down. He rolled on his side, hugging the egg in one flipper. He scratched his belly and stared at the outside world.
An hour into the storm, he fell asleep.
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Rojas yawned. He opened his eyes and scratched his neck. He checked on the egg and it was okay. He smiled. Caring for this thing was a piece of fish. His only concern was food.
He has been working on fat reserves. So far, he lost a quarter of his weight and he knows more will be lost if he doesn't eat soon.
He was experienced enough to know that there was fish a few feet below him and all he has to do is dig a bit deeper. But what about the egg? It'll freeze without him and he can't exactly take it along. It'll drown. With a huff, he decided not to hunt anything.
Keeping the egg in a flipper, he dug his way out, for snow covered the entrance. Afterwards, he placed the egg in his mouth and continued on his way.
Next chappy be up soon...hopefully. Preview:
The egg hatches and the cute penguin baby scenes begin. She gets a name and a nickname and teaches Rojas a few things about being a parent.
