10.Aug.19, 12:02 PM
Semath had begun humming when some of the other dragons assembled, even though Thallyath didn’t hum herself. It wasn’t right for babies to come from their shells to silence, and how would they be encouraged to keep trying if no one was welcoming them. She shifted excitedly as a crack appeared on one shell, her tail swishing and her eyes swirling rainbow as a green nose popped up through the hole. Why was Thallyath so upset? A little green was so exciting; perhaps not as exciting as a bronze, but Semath loved all her green sisters and cousins.
When the poor little creature tumbled from her shell, Semath’s humming stopped abruptly. L’gan?! Her neck stretched as far as it could toward the baby, but she wasn’t silly enough to approach. L’gan can we do something? L’gan?
Tears rolled down his face as he watched the dragonet whimper and die. No, my dearest. it broke his heart to even think of it as a soft keen started in Semath’s throat. L’gan saw the candidates who had moved to help stop abruptly as Thallyath ordered them to leave it- leave her, he thought. She had been a green.
He felt more than saw the movement at his side as one of the candidates sitting by the edge move as if to leave the sands entirely. “Kordiavis,” he said quietly, gently grabbing the young man’s wrist. “Remember your training. Candidates must be on the sands if a dragonet needs them. I know it hurts, but we need to be there for them.”
When the poor little creature tumbled from her shell, Semath’s humming stopped abruptly. L’gan?! Her neck stretched as far as it could toward the baby, but she wasn’t silly enough to approach. L’gan can we do something? L’gan?
Tears rolled down his face as he watched the dragonet whimper and die. No, my dearest. it broke his heart to even think of it as a soft keen started in Semath’s throat. L’gan saw the candidates who had moved to help stop abruptly as Thallyath ordered them to leave it- leave her, he thought. She had been a green.
He felt more than saw the movement at his side as one of the candidates sitting by the edge move as if to leave the sands entirely. “Kordiavis,” he said quietly, gently grabbing the young man’s wrist. “Remember your training. Candidates must be on the sands if a dragonet needs them. I know it hurts, but we need to be there for them.”