The moment the four tiny baby crocodiles broke through their eggshells, the space filled with abundant Spiritual Energy, making them feel quite comfortable.
Three of the pitch-black little behemoths acted like augers. Despite their small size, they were already performing their 360-degree death rolls, drilling holes in their eggshells before vigorously and slowly wriggling free.
Because the three little crocodiles looked so much alike, Flora Bloom decided to name them to make them easier to remember. The first one to emerge she called Shadow, the second Smoky, and the third, Shadow.
Flora Bloom then turned her attention to the blood-red little crocodile. It had only just poked its head out of the shell before it seemed to get stuck in the opening, completely still.
