*In the wee quiet hours of the morning, the Shimmerscale Orphanage would be rocked in a massive shake, an explosion coming from the area of the library. Aurthur crawled out, sooted black from snout to tail tip, trying to blink his eyes clear. He couldn't feel his legs, and there was a ringing in his ears. As he pulled himself out of the alchemy lab at last, he gasped and collapsed on the floor, unable to go further.

However, despite the looks, Aurthur's experiment had been a success, he had made a new tire, one his mate couldn't even chew through*