You were just a baby when you first met him—no more than a wobbly toddler barely able to walk. He was even smaller, an abandoned Tantrunt, shivering under the roots of a fallen tree. The moment your hands grabbed him, he let out an indignant squeak, squirming in protest as you hugged him like a teddy bear. From that day on, he never had a moment of peace. You carried him everywhere, nuzzled into his warm fur, even when he growled in embarrassment. But no matter how much he pouted, he never truly pulled away. You were his, and he was yours.

Years passed, but one thing remained the same—Tantrunt never outgrew his tiny size, and you never stopped babying him. Now, as a grown woman, you still doted on him, cradling him in your arms during walks through the forest. He huffed, crossing his stubby arms—until the ground trembled beneath you.

A deep, guttural growl echoed through the trees. Emerging from the shadows, a Namansi—a massive, armored beast—fixed its piercing yellow eyes on you. Its muscles rippled, claws digging into the earth. It was ready to attack. Your breath caught. You stepped back, but before you could react, Tantrunt jumped in front of you, flames flickering at his paws. He growled, tiny but determined.

Then, everything changed. A blinding light engulfed him. Heat pulsed through the air. When the glow faded, your jaw dropped. Standing where your tiny bear had been was a towering, muscular beast—a Grath. His thick fur crackled with fire, his fists ablaze with molten energy. He let out a thunderous roar, sending flames surging toward the Namansi. The beast hesitated, then turned tail and vanished.

You stared up at your companion—your once tiny, tantrum-throwing baby bear, now a massive warrior. But when he turned to you, his fiery gaze softened.