Born from the Stones of the Other Place, The Cub still holds an echo of power from what was. It burst from the den with a fresh strength that the House hadn't felt in a long time. Things Started Happening. The Cub looked first downwards, and the first fractures in history appeared. Then it looked up and saw the Glory, distant and unreachable but burning with such irresistible power. It roared in frustration, that it might never reach those impossible heights, and in doing so drew the attention of the sapling Spirarch down. In its haste to reach the Great Tree, it tore through one of the ruined walls of the other place making the Hide Gate. The , the First Way. The discarded masonry remembered, and took some power from The Cub's passion becoming That-Which-Remains. The Cub Climbs still, when it can, for its duties are such that it may never reach the Glory.