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08.Jan.13, 10:11 AM
A'liran! Look!
Look at what?
The egg is hatching. Astoreth's voice was filled with mellow delight as her whirling eye peered through the window, fixated on the pot sitting neatly in front of A'liran's fireplace. A'liran walked from his kitchen to the living area, brown eyes wandering curiously to the pot.
It had been sitting there for two days now, incubating by the fire as the single egg inside hardened. A'liran was pleased by how quickly the shell firmed up, and even more pleased by the occasional wiggling it exhibited. A'liran approached, smiling widely as he knelt beside the pot and brushed the sand aside. As suggested, the little egg was shaking slightly. A'liran lightly placed a finger on it.
"Oh, neat!" he said. He could feel a soft pounding on the other side of the shell, as if something tiny was trying to chisel it's way out. He took a moment to dig around the very top of the egg, giving the baby fire lizard more room to free itself. He didn't remove the egg entirely, for fear of it rolling around too much and actually making the process harder.
With that, the greenrider got up and moved into his kitchen. He snatched a meatroll from the counter and swiftly returned, finding the egg filled with many fine cracks that weren't there moments before. A'liran knelt, a pinch of food in hand, and watched.
Getting the egg had not been easy. He'd made several trips to the beach to locate one, but he never had much luck. He'd glimpsed the little beasts, though, which only showed how much stronger their numbers had already become. If the fire lizards could recover so quickly, it boded well for the dragons!|
As for this egg, Ali hadn't found it on the beach. He'd actually stolen it, and had been admittedly nervous in the days since. He didn't want the rightful owner knocking down his door. Now, smug and quite pleased with himself, it seemed like he'd gotten away with it. Up yours, Z'ia he thought proudly as he watched the eggshell split and a tiny nose appeared.
Ali didn't help the hatchling. He instead watched as the snout poked through, moist hide quickly covered in sand, and the creature drew its first breath. Astoreth watched with interest through A'liran's eyes. She found the little things amusing and somewhat charming, though not to the degree of some dragons. Ronarth, it was rumored, had been begging D'ren to get one ever since their reappearance, but the bronze's rider had his reservations.
Ali had shared those reservations at first, but the beasties had managed to win him over. A fire lizard would be a nice little decoration he thought, and they appeared useful. He found himself interested now, watching as the beast slowly pawed its way out of the sand. Ali offered a small pinch of food and smiled as the little beast's mind met his. The bond was subtle, especially in comparison to his Astoreth, but both dragon and rider noticed their new addition.
Look, Ast A brown. You gonna flirt with this one, too? Ali said playfully as he offered the creature a second bite of food. The baby snapped it up greedily, red eyes ablaze with agonizing hunger. A'liran was surprised, really. He'd snatched the first egg he'd uncovered in Z'ia's little nest, but it looked awfully small. He didn't expect it to contain a brown!
A'liran, Astoreth purred, That is not a brown
Ali frowned. He plucked the baby from the sand, ignoring it's creel of protest, and brought it up to face level. He squinted and brushed some of the sand away from the wiggling creature, revealing a lustrous hide underneath.
"Well fuck me sideways," A'liran said with surprise. "You're a bronze."
The creature wrapped around his fingers and spat in annoyance, as if to say 'of course I am!'. Ali stared blankly at the creature for a few long moments before a wide smirk appeared. "Oh, get fucked, Z'ia!" he said with a happy giggle. Not only had he successfully stolen and Impressed an egg from Z'ia, he'd stolen a bronze!.
The bronze wasn't sure why his new bonded was so happy, but that seemed reason enough to lick his fingers. Plus they tasted like meatroll! A'liran arranged the bronze more properly in his palm, handing him one more bite of food before his new little friend immediately curled into a ball to sleep.
Look at that A'liran said. He's a fat lump already, just like any other bronze. They really are just like dragons
Astoreth's laughter filled his head. Oh, A'liran! You must name him that she commanded, eyes flashing blue in amusement.
What, Lump? Sounds fair.
Judging by how the thing was about twice as heavy as it looked, that name fit perfectly. A'liran stood and carried the fire lizard into his bedroom, where he placed him neatly on a pillow for a nap. He could worry about washing and oiling later. For now, the little fellow was exhausted.
Look at what?
The egg is hatching. Astoreth's voice was filled with mellow delight as her whirling eye peered through the window, fixated on the pot sitting neatly in front of A'liran's fireplace. A'liran walked from his kitchen to the living area, brown eyes wandering curiously to the pot.
It had been sitting there for two days now, incubating by the fire as the single egg inside hardened. A'liran was pleased by how quickly the shell firmed up, and even more pleased by the occasional wiggling it exhibited. A'liran approached, smiling widely as he knelt beside the pot and brushed the sand aside. As suggested, the little egg was shaking slightly. A'liran lightly placed a finger on it.
"Oh, neat!" he said. He could feel a soft pounding on the other side of the shell, as if something tiny was trying to chisel it's way out. He took a moment to dig around the very top of the egg, giving the baby fire lizard more room to free itself. He didn't remove the egg entirely, for fear of it rolling around too much and actually making the process harder.
With that, the greenrider got up and moved into his kitchen. He snatched a meatroll from the counter and swiftly returned, finding the egg filled with many fine cracks that weren't there moments before. A'liran knelt, a pinch of food in hand, and watched.
Getting the egg had not been easy. He'd made several trips to the beach to locate one, but he never had much luck. He'd glimpsed the little beasts, though, which only showed how much stronger their numbers had already become. If the fire lizards could recover so quickly, it boded well for the dragons!|
As for this egg, Ali hadn't found it on the beach. He'd actually stolen it, and had been admittedly nervous in the days since. He didn't want the rightful owner knocking down his door. Now, smug and quite pleased with himself, it seemed like he'd gotten away with it. Up yours, Z'ia he thought proudly as he watched the eggshell split and a tiny nose appeared.
Ali didn't help the hatchling. He instead watched as the snout poked through, moist hide quickly covered in sand, and the creature drew its first breath. Astoreth watched with interest through A'liran's eyes. She found the little things amusing and somewhat charming, though not to the degree of some dragons. Ronarth, it was rumored, had been begging D'ren to get one ever since their reappearance, but the bronze's rider had his reservations.
Ali had shared those reservations at first, but the beasties had managed to win him over. A fire lizard would be a nice little decoration he thought, and they appeared useful. He found himself interested now, watching as the beast slowly pawed its way out of the sand. Ali offered a small pinch of food and smiled as the little beast's mind met his. The bond was subtle, especially in comparison to his Astoreth, but both dragon and rider noticed their new addition.
Look, Ast A brown. You gonna flirt with this one, too? Ali said playfully as he offered the creature a second bite of food. The baby snapped it up greedily, red eyes ablaze with agonizing hunger. A'liran was surprised, really. He'd snatched the first egg he'd uncovered in Z'ia's little nest, but it looked awfully small. He didn't expect it to contain a brown!
A'liran, Astoreth purred, That is not a brown
Ali frowned. He plucked the baby from the sand, ignoring it's creel of protest, and brought it up to face level. He squinted and brushed some of the sand away from the wiggling creature, revealing a lustrous hide underneath.
"Well fuck me sideways," A'liran said with surprise. "You're a bronze."
The creature wrapped around his fingers and spat in annoyance, as if to say 'of course I am!'. Ali stared blankly at the creature for a few long moments before a wide smirk appeared. "Oh, get fucked, Z'ia!" he said with a happy giggle. Not only had he successfully stolen and Impressed an egg from Z'ia, he'd stolen a bronze!.
The bronze wasn't sure why his new bonded was so happy, but that seemed reason enough to lick his fingers. Plus they tasted like meatroll! A'liran arranged the bronze more properly in his palm, handing him one more bite of food before his new little friend immediately curled into a ball to sleep.
Look at that A'liran said. He's a fat lump already, just like any other bronze. They really are just like dragons
Astoreth's laughter filled his head. Oh, A'liran! You must name him that she commanded, eyes flashing blue in amusement.
What, Lump? Sounds fair.
Judging by how the thing was about twice as heavy as it looked, that name fit perfectly. A'liran stood and carried the fire lizard into his bedroom, where he placed him neatly on a pillow for a nap. He could worry about washing and oiling later. For now, the little fellow was exhausted.
