The adult touches GrrGrrr's head and says something that makes him take my hand and lead me to where the body of mom or dad reptile is; if I'm not mistaken, upon arriving, he places the shell he carries next to his body and watches me, to which I also place my shell. This only increases my suspicions of the hypothesis that this lizard is either our father or mother, and if not, at the very least, we must be related, or we owe them in some way for being alive. Also, the fact that GrrGrrr carried and searched for this shell means it is his. This would mean that yes, he is a newborn like me; so, he was indeed born with all those abilities he has; could he be reincarnated like me? No, and if it is, at least it's not human; since its behavior, despite some similarities, is not entirely human; Damn! As soon as I can communicate, I will have to clarify these doubts and others with GrrGrrr or with the adult. Speaking of the adult, he arrived shortly after us; I forget that he is still injured and his mobility is limited. He, just like us, approaches the body, places his claw on the chest of mom or dad reptile, which GrrGrrr also does and I repeat.
I keep waiting for someone to start the ritual or prayer, even though we've already done it; I suppose for them it must be someone important. For my part, I still find it strange to think of him or her as my father or mother. At the very least, I know I owe him respect, not only because I owe him in some way my new and strange life, but also for GrrGrrr and the adult. The three of us fell silent; then I noticed that they were both watching me. ………………………………. Of course! They expect me to do it; well, in an unwelcome manner, I have practiced, I think, enough, so I start and they follow me. When the one I believe is a prayer for the deceased ended, both GrrGrrr and the adult say and express their respects and sadness; I, on my part, only pray internally, thanking him for any help he may have given us and wishing him peace.
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Before we leave and continue with this new and strange life, I point to myself and say my pseudonym, I do the same with the names of the adult and GrrGrrr, and finally, I point to mom or dad reptile and wait; the adult understands since I avoided a sound and touches mom or dad reptile, and I repeat it a couple of times until I can, I think, say it correctly; GrrGrrr also does it with the same pride, if not more, by saying his name; the truth is, I wanted to know his name for two reasons, first out of respect and second to try to find answers, since if he is one of our parents, he or she is physically different, as far as I can see none of the three of us look alike, but anyway, these will be questions I hope to have answers to later; in the meantime, we just move away, with a feeling of sadness from them, and a thousand questions from me; although deep down, I also feel sadness.
GrrGrr takes us to the crack where we escaped and hid to show it to the adult; after that, the adult decides to rest for now near the crack; I think they think it's the safest place for us, in case we need it. Next, he takes out of his bag a kind of segmented balls he had collected; there are five, and they fit in the palm of his hand; they look like a grapefruit. The truth is, I didn't pay much attention to it; maybe it's some kind of fruit or food! I hope that's the case, I'm starving! I think they are Oh, no! No!! No!! No! One was created, did it move? And to my horror, the one that moved was taken by the adult and with its claws, it opened it, and if it's some kind of insect, I hope it doesn't expect us to eat that! He checks the others and opens them, but I suppose they are dead since they didn't move; they possibly died in the fire, but that's the least of my concerns, because without a doubt and to my horror, I think I'm seeing our dinner.
