28.Oct.20, 12:58 PM
"Fern is lazy, but loves to beg. Sky... he's the bold industrious one, you've seen him when something catches his eye." Corvilis chuckled at the memory of the little blue getting caught red clawed as it were in B'kit's pockets. He enjoyed being able to brush the behavior off as fire lizards being fire lizards and not a trick that he'd been working to refine and encourage. Fern was lazy, but at least in her laziness she tended to get bigger things she thought he would appreciate more, get the trick over and done with so she could get her treats and pats. Sky was just enthusiastic, proactive in trying to earn Corv's praise, and he was sure there would be a little hoard of treasures for him to sift through once he checked on the stash later.
The comment about Erebuth being the sturdiest of his clutch surprised Corvilis enough that he paused. That certainly must have been an... interesting hatching. He wondered what had happened to result in such an unhealthy litter, a poor choice in breeding partners? Sickness of the eggs or mother while she was carrying them? He kept the questions to himself for the moment, maybe he would ask his teacher later. For now he just nodded and gave the blue an appraising look. "Well it sounds like you were lucky then if you got the sturdiest one out of the bunch, pick of the litter as it were. Maybe I'll get lucky when I go to the hatching and get the toughest one there too. Though I suppose that probably is not how things work for dragons, since the dragons do the picking. Still, you seem a lucky man. What sorts of decorations are we looking for? Something nice and dangly that catches the light? Could get something in a light bright blue to accent his hide."
Corvilis smiled as he looked around the stalls, both keeping an eye out for any suitable decorations to point out to B'kit, but also for anyone who looked like they had potential to be a bit of fun. "I'm sure you'd make an excellent wingman. I could just have you sing and lure all the pretty ones in for me. But shopping first so that I don't get too distracted."
The comment about Erebuth being the sturdiest of his clutch surprised Corvilis enough that he paused. That certainly must have been an... interesting hatching. He wondered what had happened to result in such an unhealthy litter, a poor choice in breeding partners? Sickness of the eggs or mother while she was carrying them? He kept the questions to himself for the moment, maybe he would ask his teacher later. For now he just nodded and gave the blue an appraising look. "Well it sounds like you were lucky then if you got the sturdiest one out of the bunch, pick of the litter as it were. Maybe I'll get lucky when I go to the hatching and get the toughest one there too. Though I suppose that probably is not how things work for dragons, since the dragons do the picking. Still, you seem a lucky man. What sorts of decorations are we looking for? Something nice and dangly that catches the light? Could get something in a light bright blue to accent his hide."
Corvilis smiled as he looked around the stalls, both keeping an eye out for any suitable decorations to point out to B'kit, but also for anyone who looked like they had potential to be a bit of fun. "I'm sure you'd make an excellent wingman. I could just have you sing and lure all the pretty ones in for me. But shopping first so that I don't get too distracted."