15.Nov.12, 09:50 AM
"Oh yes!" Z'ia replied, as equally and playfully dramatic, "Well rounded indeed!" and he pet his belly dramatically, puffing it out in an attempt to make himself look podgy. His eyebrows wiggled playfully at I'shan and he stuck his tongue out.
The small bluerider watched the other two men gossip about the eggs for a moment before he gave his another curious shake by his ear, listening to the contents rattle and then frowned at I'shan. "Do you think it's alive?" His question was genuine, and his grimace comical. "Cause it doesn't sound alive." Another light jiggle, the contents rattling and then a sound! Z'ia squeaked in return and juggled the egg as he almost dropped it in shock.
"IT SQUEAKED!" His own voice had gone up several octave as he stared with huge green eyes at the small egg he now held in both hands. "Oh, I am so keeping this!" His gaze darted around, before he tugged the hem of his shirt up and squatted down, filling it with warm top sand, putting the egg in, and topping more warm sand onto it.
"I wonder if I have a cup or something I can put it in? Do you think we should keep them by a fire? What do you have to do to hatch an egg?" Z'ia's eyes were gleefully wide with excitement as he stood up once more, quivering with delight. He didn't know what was in it (and was almost hoping it was a tunnel snake -- it would be hilarious) but it squeaked when he shook it!
Z'ia flashed a wicked grin at I'shan. "Thanks, I'shan!" at least if it was something terrible, he could blame I'shan for it! Z'ia giggled delightedly and literally bounced up the beach toward where he had claimed a tent, calling out mentally to Aveleth as he went, then waving the dragon off when he realised he was playing in the water.
The small bluerider watched the other two men gossip about the eggs for a moment before he gave his another curious shake by his ear, listening to the contents rattle and then frowned at I'shan. "Do you think it's alive?" His question was genuine, and his grimace comical. "Cause it doesn't sound alive." Another light jiggle, the contents rattling and then a sound! Z'ia squeaked in return and juggled the egg as he almost dropped it in shock.
"IT SQUEAKED!" His own voice had gone up several octave as he stared with huge green eyes at the small egg he now held in both hands. "Oh, I am so keeping this!" His gaze darted around, before he tugged the hem of his shirt up and squatted down, filling it with warm top sand, putting the egg in, and topping more warm sand onto it.
"I wonder if I have a cup or something I can put it in? Do you think we should keep them by a fire? What do you have to do to hatch an egg?" Z'ia's eyes were gleefully wide with excitement as he stood up once more, quivering with delight. He didn't know what was in it (and was almost hoping it was a tunnel snake -- it would be hilarious) but it squeaked when he shook it!
Z'ia flashed a wicked grin at I'shan. "Thanks, I'shan!" at least if it was something terrible, he could blame I'shan for it! Z'ia giggled delightedly and literally bounced up the beach toward where he had claimed a tent, calling out mentally to Aveleth as he went, then waving the dragon off when he realised he was playing in the water.
Unless stated otherwise, Aveleth never speaks to anyone but Z'ia