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Looking at the cocoon it was easy for Mati picture the little bug making it from its webbing. Still, as she looked back at the pup, he did not look convinced. Suddenly she was unsure what would explain it further. Contemplating what else he would understand Mati sat cross legged on the soft ground. She looked at the pup, focusing on him more then anything else. Of course what she was talking about went against everything that was natural for wolves. Wolves bore live animals, unlike birds who laid eggs. They grew and grew by the day unlike caterpillars who suddenly decided that one day it was time to change. To one that had not seen much beyond the garden behind his home, this was going against the laws of nature.
But this was nature, the miracle of it. She smiled, understanding that if he didn’t believe her it was not the trust he had in her that was being challenged. Only his own understanding. “It is.” She responded calmly. “It’s a small home he makes himself. Before he does he eats and eats, then picks a leaf and creates this cocoon to sleep in. While inside his body changes. He grows up, and after he has changed he breaks out of the little cocoon and flies away. Just like one day, you be able to shift... But Mr. Green will never be able to change back.” Mati gave a small smile, hoping that the pup would believe this time around. “I can imagine that changing from fours legs to two is a little hard for caterpillars and butterflies to believe.” She reflected, wondering if he would start to slowly understand that they were all different and no one species grew up the same way.